𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝒑𝒔𝒚𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄, 𝒉𝒐𝒕, 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒚. 𝐢 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐨

The Greed of Wolves (COMPLETED)

I can not think back on when the wolves made themselves known. Of course we learned of it in history but my brain was too packed of other useless facts and numbers that listening to the droning of creatures befell me. All I know now is they are known. I also know they kidnap girls from school and call it love.

letters to no one ➳ [poetry]

❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

1001 Nights

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

Through the Fog

Love in the shape of poems. Pain in the shape of words.

insomnia.

«her name was insomnia, and she was the greatest metaphor a poet has ever written.»

bokeh lights

you're in the way i let my hair loose and wild during late night drives with no headlights, arms soaring with the wind, the sky filling with hues of scarlet; i'm living, i'm living, i'm living. ••• in which a girl runs away to find a guy who once faded away. ••• lowercase int...