Northern Ireland
Fuck it.
23/F/Peru
a pocket full of sunshine hidding a sleeve filled with blood stains
poetically manifesting myself around the words that keep my heart beating.
Brazil
Beautiful little fool.
Poetry 2007-2015
deep down in my thoughts
hopeless romancer
30/M/Powell River, BC
glass of balsamic vinegar
like Sylvia wrote in The Bell Jar, "I am. I am. I am." ig / @quietskin
20/Non-binary/wonderland
*+* things aren't going anywhere
22/F/NV
I close my eyes— pikit mata
Illinois
You'll figure it out.
25/seaside soul
I write to express, not to impress. All works rightfully belong to me unless stated.
26/M/Hat Yai, Thailand
some guy
scattered
22/F/Florida
My name is Cailey Weaver. I am a writer, musician, figure skater, and neuroscience PhD student. My writing has gotten me through many tough times …
Sheffield, England
Sylvie. You don't know me yet.
Omaha, NE
"It's no wonder that truth is stranger than fiction. Fiction has to make sense." -Mark Twain
in Neverland
Just a place to fly around.
...displaced into being
Merely some words here... If upon reflection they become something more...all the better.
archaeologist, romantic, erratic, lover of all things beautiful.
The Seven Seas
#BringBackOurGirls #BlackLivesMatter
62/M/Traverse City Mi.
Photo of my family Banshee, Wicca and Lilly, we hunt and forage the northern forests. Try to keep up with us if you can… I …
in a mountain somewhere
just a from , trying to write .