Turning my emotions into raw and hopeless pile of poetry.
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Stories by Fia
Where memories bloom.
Just a record of all the things I romanticise. There's beauty in everything. Only if you know where and how t...
Things I can't explain.
My mind's a library of all sorts of twisted emotions and thoughts that I just wanna lock away. Forever.
Nightmares.
Just the things I tell no one about. Because when thoughts get loud, poetry is all you have.