A poem about uncertainty, fright and not being prepared for changes.
Fyi guys my name is blue star now call me it not fire star anymore bramble star is prob gonna be next though who knows bye remember 200. Follower= surprise
Omg omg omfg! Loki is Half Naked in front of you....the moon hides behind a cloud and his blue eyes start glowing and then his skin?! What!?
A poem about the fact that summer is slowly dying. Nice weather always ends too soon! Today's my fist day doing full schoolwork again btw π³
whoosh :0 Poem about painful change. Its scary.
Around and around we goβFerris Wheel Analogy.
After years hope remerges. It's changing. Hopefully changing.
Wishing for the days when all I knew was love and everything felt okay
I couldn't handle being here anymore... so a bird was created to carry my pain away from me, to do and see what I cannot.
The door to my space waits for a dream to come back, because I have always wanted it to be opened by the right thing.
A life is lived, while another one was being wasted. Before feeling her presence. She was remembered everyday, while I was forgotten, like a dream from years ago.
A poem about uncertainty, fright and not being prepared for changes.
Fyi guys my name is blue star now call me it not fire star anymore bramble star is prob gonna be next though who knows bye remember 200. Follower= surprise
Omg omg omfg! Loki is Half Naked in front of you....the moon hides behind a cloud and his blue eyes start glowing and then his skin?! What!?
A poem about the fact that summer is slowly dying. Nice weather always ends too soon! Today's my fist day doing full schoolwork again btw π³
whoosh :0 Poem about painful change. Its scary.
Around and around we goβFerris Wheel Analogy.
After years hope remerges. It's changing. Hopefully changing.
Wishing for the days when all I knew was love and everything felt okay
I couldn't handle being here anymore... so a bird was created to carry my pain away from me, to do and see what I cannot.
The door to my space waits for a dream to come back, because I have always wanted it to be opened by the right thing.
A life is lived, while another one was being wasted. Before feeling her presence. She was remembered everyday, while I was forgotten, like a dream from years ago.