I am fueled by a need to discover beauty & then share it as my heart tends to unceasingly pour out of my fingertips. Passions …

In my own words, I am silent.

Ready to be scorched by the sun Resigned to fall with my muse Struggling with the fate of loving without possessing Wandering with a soul …

A late starter

London    The rape of my fingertips, it feels so appropriately virginal, yet so unsatisfying. Every. Single. Time. If I could only slice your eyeballs up, she …

i am 16 years old. I have been writing for 3 years now. Please comment, if you don't i will assume you do not like …