This that I wrote reminds me of nostalgia, but more than that...a feeling to go back -or foward- just to see where it leads you. No destination in mind, just a feeling to run through time.
Hellars dearest ones🔥🤓
I have another piece of writing I would like to be examined for any flaws.
Grammar errors. Vocabulary errors. Expression errors. Whatever you see that may need improving.
Thank you to who ever gave some time to help me🍵❤️
So I was bored at work and allowed my thoughts to run on paper.
So this is what I got.
It's not a poem or story or anything elaborate.
Just thoughts.
🍵Have some tea while you read. . .🍵
This seriously and literally made my eyes water. It touch my heart on this lovely, but lonely night💌🍵🥺
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4 years ago
What I want my words to do
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✨Wonderlandrious ✨
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4 years ago
Hello dearest ones 🔥
I present to you another poem I hope you enjoy.
But, just as the other. I'll share screenshots😁😳
I think I'll start doing this screenshot business. It's way easier and less irritating.
Comment below something illegal you would do, if it meant you won't get in trouble and suffer the consequences?
Let your imagination go wild.
NO. CONSEQUENCES.
Poem by: ✨ Wonderlandrious ✨
Written when: 31st May, 2020
Explanation: my male best friend was dumped by his girlfriend last year, and she didn't even give him a reason why she dumped him (and it was clearly just to be with someone because she got so...
Hello dearest ones 🔥
Sooooooooo I have another poem, howevvvvveeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrr,
I am way too lazy to make slides for this one soooooooooooooo.........
(In Russian accent) I will share screenshot!
Poem describing why I hold onto life and haven't KMS (killed myself)
Poem by: ✨ Wonderlandrious ✨
Title: Solitude is a Monster.
Written when: 3rd September, 2018
Explanation: Now that I found commaful, I can share with you guys the things I have written. It feels good to have a community of people that are interested i...
Sometimes. . .you just have to remain silent. For even when your mouth reveals to you the truth, your ears will ring from the pain of hearing it and your nose will cry just as much as the eyes.
So you ignore it for another time.
At least until you ...
Not a poem. Just thoughts. And my thought is: you are golden