Who shall fill my notebook with shapes! Who shall fill my veins with meds!

is it an angel or a devil in disguise, the truth?

they scream their feelings sometimes out loud sometimes inside their head and they get tormented

So I looked at you, and let the butterflies that were screaming in my stomach speak.

Is that what blue is all about?

And while your eyes search for the pan-shaped constellation, I find myself peaceful, merely looking at your face.

I must admit, you acted just like a narcotic. It's not healthy with you It's not whole without you

what's honesty?

but suddenly porcelain was scattered everywhere

it's sunday, a boring sunday

A self portrait, a third person's POV. (note: the "him" in the cross part is not related to god!)

and the moon will meet me tonight, but, sadly, there's no water in the stars...

to my ears, you're music

"It's not like it makes the sky pink or anything"

our family dinner on NYE.

i don't believe

a (late) christmas story || HAPPY HOLIDAYS YALLLLL

"what is a hug?"

when does adulthood begin?