Hi, here's a few things I think you should know about a friend whom you haven't met yet:
They have hazel eyes that change colour depending on the lighting,
They like to go on walks and get lost in nature,
They read a lot,
They write sometimes too!
They like to look at the night sky,
They are still lost in life,
They are still searching,
They will not guarantee you happiness everytime you're together but they will always do their best to help you find your right path.
They like to read while sitting on the grass,
They like sitting on grass,
They don't laugh often but when they do it's genuine,
They like the songs sung by birds,
They will not be the "perfect" friend
But I promise you, like almost all other good friends, they will change your life for the better, even if just slightly.

-Nightmare

Around 8 in the evening,
Johnson had woken up screaming,
Because he underwent a nightmare.

His soul was in deep distress,
So  he attempted to suppress,
What had just given him quite a scare.

What on earth did Johnson see?
Haters of Christianity,
Burning in hellfire and in despair.

I love it.
But grow trees to adumbrate it’s anima.

To force a mascaraed upon its glow.
Tarp my elation for it.
It’s guttural.
I feel my definition eave when I do it.

Alien cliques called societal norms.
Make such a scintillating activity, abnormal.
I hurt no one through such a cosmetic lust.
Fabric is not a great medium for harm.

I cringe at such struggles.
For gender roles and such.
One shouldn’t care of what other think.
God knows I’m a hypocrite to state that.

I want to share my “taboo” with someone dear.

I need to.

Anyone who struggles with personal enjoyment.
Doing things that are no harm to others, but are considered deviant.
I would love to leave you with a quote.

“I am human, nothing human is alien to me.”

Where whatever clothes you want to.
Love whoever you want to with their consent.

isn't it strange that everyone likes the words that i hate?