A poem. (Kind of dark tho, would not recommend if you're struggling with mental health)
You can't just fly leaving me behind.
I'm not sure what this has come to be but anyways, enjoy.
For the story prompt but trigger warning for those who read it.
Holding on to the edge. I can't let go.
The plank began to splinter and crack and I knew what I had to do. Holding the love of my life tightly in my arms, she gasped and I whispered that it would be ok. My shirt grew wet from her tears, ...
A short poem about me reaching new heights. The person in the photos and gif are all me! Sorry for the bad formatting/quality of the pictures and gifs...
Day 137 of a Year of Prompts!
Not all beautiful days have to be sunny.
And I will be the first in line to take a bite from your peach.
Like and comment; what is your favorite memory?
Life's Cliff, A story for people on the edge.
"I see this every single day, yet it is always a miracle" ☀️🌊✨🔥
Mindful absurdity Mental fatuity
No feeling ever will match up to when you’re so deep in love💖
Struggling through despair. Trapped. Nothing but empty air below.