Pay homage to the great deities as you sit at your desk to create, remember how they forged you tooth by tooth, thought by thought. You...

I hate that I always need to better myself to try and feel good. I miss the times where I just felt well, then I remeber we were all...

December 24, Christmas Eve, 9.30 pm I baked a cake and I made a recipe book and I had a fake concert in my room. Everything is exactly as...

I could mold you as mine through rose petals and rose quartz. I could, and I would, and I will, and you'll be my sweet baby toy. My craft...

I wish I could feel very deeply the trials and tribulations lived by the quote-on-quote "obsessed artist". The reality is that I am very...

♥ get christmas gifts ♥ wrap christmas gifts ♥ buy green and red candles ♥ bake a cake for the christmas feast ♥ remember you are allowed...

It is, isn't it? Just a crush, nothing more. Then why do I dream of you? Why does my head feel lighter when the clouds mimic your hair,...

I read Carmilla between october and november, on gloomy mornings and spooky nights. Only about a hundred pages long, it's the perfect...

I always say: i don't know, i don't know, i don't know. Why am i not someone else? Why am i not one of those whom i admire why am i not...

My mind wanders thinking about murder. What does it mean to take a life? Is it truly such a horror? Art leads me to places I wouldn't...

I recognize nothing. I know I’m breathing but I’m drowning drowning drowning. The soul is mine but the flesh is not. All I have left is...

As my body rots my soul will be on page seventy-two, shouting poems out loud and sipping from Dionysius’s cup. “Unto dust you shall...

I was thinking about time and how I wish people turned into grass, the thick one, the big, green and hard one that you respect and try...