words that kept them going and stitched them whole were the same words that triggered; the same words that rattledRead More
You are the cosmo, don’t forget that. I hope you find comfort and peace todayRead More
Suddenly, her existence is no longer trapped in a labyrinth or sucked by black holes.
It just remains an endless pit of disappointment towards herself.Read More
I don’t know when it startedRead More
I remember my hands shaking but only for a second then, I— I pulled the triggerRead More
How souls collide
in a stellar collision
and we’re finally home
Are we just a reflection of something else that’s why we don’t really see ourselves?Read More
can I leave
traces on the map
and stitch myself up?