forgotten land    ALWAYS THE SECRET FRIEND SOMETIMES THE BEST FRIEND NEVER THE GIRLFRIEND

California    Just looking for the same things as all of you. Let's not complicate things, when we don't have to try. :-)

Hey, I'm Taylor. 18. Life is a war, and I don't really care about winning anymore. Please don't steal my work, it's all I've got. ...

salt my wounds and i'll keep saying thank-you

Horse ✞ Canyon ✞ U✞ah    ©/❤/. ✯ ☥ ‡ ✝✝✝/. ♬. /⚡☁

When does life start becoming worthwhile? 21 Eastland, Tx twitter.com/_tyrannicide_

St. Louis   

NYC//DTX    Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - ...

NYC//DTX    Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - ...

23/M/Pleasant Grove, AL    If you like what you see I'll be taking tips in the form of Trident layers or warm 5 dollar bills. FB:John-Chris Ward IG: john.chris.ward ...

Non-binary   

Ohio    Current student. Advocate for all things positive. Full supporter of facial hair. Wannabe superhero. Writer in the making. © All work is the original property ...

In my mind    je peux vous aime mais vous êtes tout simplement pas la peine ma chérie et je me souviens comment j'ai gardé espoir tout allait s'arranger ...

Tarentum, PA.    I am 23. Instagram: @andrewdurst

Hemel Hempstead    Poet and short story writer. My short stories are mainly horror. I was attacked in 1997 and my left leg badly burnt which led me ...

M/nyc    Dear World: You forget, but we have long memories. We are the eternal nation. “Is this who you are, is this how you write? With ...

22/F/Pretoria, South Africa    "One word at a time, that's all it takes"

Boston    Just some sixteen year old kid, doing stuff and writing and learning a lot about life.

Nevada City    Writing is my escape.

21/F/Building galaxies within    We are all strange in our own ways We are all dancing to the music of things http://themusicofthings.blogspot.in/ https://www.instagram.com/amrutxa/

Broken words of rememberance that a poem leaves behind Untimely rhythms growing more useless as days pass by