Some thoughts that I had about writing in general... thoughts about thought :)
it's so much harder when you love people far more than they'll ever love you
1/27/17 I've been exchanging love letters with the sky and finding comfort in loneliness
As I Sit up in this room, contemplating suicide Should I Let this rope hang, should i let this trigger fly And blow my brains to the sky Cause, honestly, who'd really miss me if i died Probably just m...
This is for the broken.
Create something beautiful.
(thanks to my very good friend for the analogy and for always helping me get up again.)
Endless solace, endless tales, endless adventures. Referring to the library as an entity of consistent and unyielding wonder. The holder of all the adventures one could ever dream of voyaging.
I'm in a dilemma that's slowly killing my soul. Should I tell her that I love her and jeopardize everything?
Poem about the never ending illness called depression.
All content (besides the GIFs) are my own, and belong to me.
Some thoughts that I had about writing in general... thoughts about thought :)
it's so much harder when you love people far more than they'll ever love you
1/27/17 I've been exchanging love letters with the sky and finding comfort in loneliness
As I Sit up in this room, contemplating suicide Should I Let this rope hang, should i let this trigger fly And blow my brains to the sky Cause, honestly, who'd really miss me if i died Probably just m...
This is for the broken.
Create something beautiful.
(thanks to my very good friend for the analogy and for always helping me get up again.)
Endless solace, endless tales, endless adventures. Referring to the library as an entity of consistent and unyielding wonder. The holder of all the adventures one could ever dream of voyaging.
I'm in a dilemma that's slowly killing my soul. Should I tell her that I love her and jeopardize everything?
Poem about the never ending illness called depression.
All content (besides the GIFs) are my own, and belong to me.