27/F/Texas    Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet: You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. …

somehow between wanting to die and wanting to live forever somewhere else, which may be the same thing. © ally m.

Casco, Maine    I never realized how much I loved the sun until I was in complete darkness

Malaysia    These original works are my © and property. | acaseofedina@twitter | midnightinseptember@blogger |

21/F/Singapore    i hope you're happy, and i hope one day i'll be too.

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Costa Rica    gay and emotional

F    Idk, I just like writing poems