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[nightmareevara]

"What kind of music you listen to?" Voices in my head bestie

[leftyfelix2]

Book Excerpt of Upcoming Book, "Fallen"!

Hello, everyone, I’m currently working on rewriting a book I wrote in college. It used to be called something different, but now it’s called “Montana”. It’s about a group of five friends – two gals and three boys – who have all been best friends since elementary school. But what makes these special is that they’re all completely different. There’s Tim – the rebel and total bad boy. He always…

[ana--writes]

How many doors I have to exit before I finally leave?

[positiveconnector]

Just start.

[itsmaats13]

🖤

[deadlypoetacademia]

December. The month when things get sad again for no reason. When the sky is dark and life's scary, when the hopes of january are mixed with the reality of december, it's hurting and nostalgic and loud with such painful silence that is now getting difficult to bear.

[https-tempted]

“How does it feel to be self aware yet delusional?”

Like I have the heart of a poet

[originalferal]

no one ever told me i would spend so many nights forgiving people who didn't even apologize.

[disguisedfeelings]

“Because when a writer gives you a gift as precious as their work, they give you their trust, their control, their heart put to paper.”

Lancali, I Fell In Love With Hope

[deadly-danaid]

"You are the worst kind of predator, the kind that acts ignorant until forced to look into the mirror, in which case you lash out and then play the victim — anything to get your way."

Moka Lynn, What goes bump in the night

[nightmareevara]

That urge to turn your giggles into moans

[slwasabila]

I still remember everything, your favorite color, your favorite songs, your dreams, your deepest secret, the way you hated goodbyes—but we still said goodbye, didn’t we?

[ana--writes]

I say I don't care but nobody cares more than I do..

[bbingustheoctopus]

The sight of her inspired me to write about her beauty and everything that encompasses her presence. I realized that I couldn't capture all of her essence in just a few words. What better way to express how I feel than through poetry that she will never see? Poetry that calms me, clears my mind, and helps me fall asleep. As I took my pen to jot down my thoughts, it suddenly struck me: I’m not writing poetry ABOUT her. Instead, SHE has and will always be my poem.

[deadlypoetacademia]

I don't know about soulmates but I just wish everyone had that one person in their lives in front of whom they can be vulnerable. In front of whom, they never have to fake their emotions, they never have to think before speaking, never have that fear of being judged. Just to yap about random things, to have that comfortable silence with, I wish everyone had someone and no one feels alone.

[potato-face09]