She fades in and out of existence. Her violet hair pierces through the warmth of spring. She only appears when the frost of winter has seeped into the soil and… Read on
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As summertime sadness begun and inundated me, It caused me look at the time I had with you As the evergreen tree blew in the wind and filled the empty… Read on
Je me suis toujours demandé, À quoi ressemblerait la vie après ma mort. Tout n’est pas mauvais. C’est une sensation de noyade, Mais plutôt que le manque d’oxygène, Il y… Read on
not gon lie imma lover y’all i always have been a lover always will be i have loved love since i was a small child it’s an infatuation that will… Read on
My arms shake and my heart races. Time swoops down from the sky, flaunting its feathers in front of my face It grazes my fingers as it flies. I reach… Read on
The sun whispers sweet nothings in the flower’s ear for all the rabbits and birds to hear. The flower stretches up towards the sky, seeking the sun’s warm embrace. Months… Read on
