Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
lgbtq Scared poems
Poems
I pound my fists against the sheet. What the hell was she thinking?!
i fell in love with a girl who sings to the trees, dances with the wind and tells stories to the flowers.
Depression. Loneliness. All emotions with many casualties.
Never judge someone for being different than you. Take the time to listen to another persons needs, you never know, you just might save a li...
pretty much what it says on the tin- written a couple years ago i thought i'd edit and post it x
ul·tra·ma·rine
/ˌəltrəməˈrēn/
a brilliant deep blue pigment originally obtained from lapis lazuli.
