20/F/under the sea
hi i'm misha and i don't exist
this was meant to mean something
in a high room alone...
A man is talking on the telephone behind a glass partition; you cannot hear him, but you see his incomprehensible dumb show: you wonder why ...
sometimes i write but most of the time i drink coffee and be kinda existential.
im milo tuck everlasting is my favorite book and im a disaster
el jardín desangra en amarillo
trying to make sense of it all
20/Non-binary/these soft crying clouds
bluest-bee/tumblr.com ig: babiestxr spotify:
i have a lot to say but no one to talk to, most of the things that come out of my mouth don't make any ...
somewhere in the middle with my heart on my sleeve.
i’m kind of boring and sad but i guess i’m trying not to be and my poems are rough and imperfect and maybe littered with ...
Wield them proud for they are your own. Words are yours to cast in stone. Unsheathe them with reason and rhyme. Reveal them so they ...
"& so what-if my feathers / are burning. i / never asked for flight." -devotion by ocean vuong
lost in space
sorry. i was just looking for the right words.