Breakfast is the best part of the day.
This is a poem about losing someone to a disease (I personally had cancer in mind when I wrote this, but it could be any disease or disorder)... hope you enjoy :)
Whenever I get home from school I binge eat. I also eat soooooo much when I'm stressed.
A fun series comprising me, my characters, characters of other Commaful writers and Commaful writers themselves.
Hehehe, Remember, I love you ALL my faithful Yams!
-Tsukkisaurus๐ฆ๐
I woke up this morning to a strange man on my couch. I had never seen this man before. I was slightly scared. I went over to him. He was the most adorable sleeper that I had ever laid eyes on. His che...
A nostalgic tanka tale.
Countdown: 11 more days!
Let's talk about those beautiful breakfast photos we all drool over.
Very vivid memory of a morning long ago. Champorado and tuyo (chocolate porridge-thing and dried fish). I think it was the first time I figured out that things weren't all black and white or something...
This is a poem about losing someone to a disease (I personally had cancer in mind when I wrote this, but it could be any disease or disorder)... hope you enjoy :)
Whenever I get home from school I binge eat. I also eat soooooo much when I'm stressed.
A fun series comprising me, my characters, characters of other Commaful writers and Commaful writers themselves.
Hehehe, Remember, I love you ALL my faithful Yams!
-Tsukkisaurus๐ฆ๐
I woke up this morning to a strange man on my couch. I had never seen this man before. I was slightly scared. I went over to him. He was the most adorable sleeper that I had ever laid eyes on. His che...
A nostalgic tanka tale.
Countdown: 11 more days!
Let's talk about those beautiful breakfast photos we all drool over.
Very vivid memory of a morning long ago. Champorado and tuyo (chocolate porridge-thing and dried fish). I think it was the first time I figured out that things weren't all black and white or something...