Alaya Tara Nahar's stalking abilities are close to zero to none, so for her to mess up a potential relationship with just a like wasn't unheard of. Or that's what she thought. ❪ both images and written bits will be included ❫ Copyright © tazwrites 2021. All rights reserved.
Just a place where my thoughts and dreams may go
✿ Like sunflowers I want to grow in the places where there is melliflous poetry, soft anxiety, imbue art, ethereal canvas, wild fleurs, iridescent galaxies and nefarious stars ✿ [Ranked highest #1 in poems] ACHIEVEMENTS ♡ #1 in writings on 16.01.2019 ♡ #2 in thoughts on 17.01.2019 ♡ #1 in poems on 17.01.2019 ...
UNDER MAJOR EDITING AND REVISION. CHANGES TO THE STORY LINE IS PROBABLE. "You are going to listen and do as I say-" she cuts him off, "You do not own me so you have no right to order me around" He looked at her with a grin "Actually I am your boss so if you don't listen to me I am going to fire you and make sure you...
❝and i loved her for every bit of her. for every shade that she was.❞ book one in the seasons of love series. ©jiminiums published: 010918 completed: 110918 written: 160718 - 100918 hr: #30 in ambw 270918 hr: #16 in poetry 110918 hr: #11 in poetry 120918 hr: #2 in bwam 281220
#1 Crazy minds, twisted stories, broken hearts and crying souls; craved for poems to be read and told ; (6/11/18) ❤ #2 (03/18/18) ❤ #5 (12/8/19)
the thing about writing love letters to dead boyfriends is that they never seem to write back
I am screaming into the endless mass of darkness and shadows that exists in my mind. Maybe it'll scream back. I dread it. I hope for it. I welcome it.
