I give you a piece of my soul here, be gentle with it please. I love flowers, if you couldn't tell.
this is sorta like an open diary.
*side note: my pronouns are she/they but whatever works :)
I desire the things
which will destroy me
in the end
-Sylvia Plath
- wherever you are, wherever that is.
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Stories by non omnino puella
- 4 Published Stories
thorns and other maladies
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another collection of poems.
*TW: mentions of sexual assault, drug use, self harm and other sensitive topics*
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