one of my more creative pieces (in my opinion lol)
(@thegrandliterarysocity โfeelings of the heartโ)
Those evanescenced petals, seems to vanish from this world...
Do they work together, or is one always superior, towering over the other to make them inferior?
we drew polaroids of subconscious morning beneath bruised clouds...
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
A collaboration of forty on a very scenic subject! Enjoy!
It's been a while since I've posted, and the inspiration is starting to come back to me...
To someone I love soo much @hastens I hope you loved it! โคโค
The clouds broke, as the stars showered, the distant brontide rumbles. [For @scintilla's writing prompt #7]
the street lamps, they laughed. for @desvalida's haiku contest round 2.
moonbeams melted upon our windows, like it was the last day of spring...
(n.) The ability to become strong, healthy or successful again after something bad happens.
one of my more creative pieces (in my opinion lol)
(@thegrandliterarysocity โfeelings of the heartโ)
Those evanescenced petals, seems to vanish from this world...
Do they work together, or is one always superior, towering over the other to make them inferior?
we drew polaroids of subconscious morning beneath bruised clouds...
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
A collaboration of forty on a very scenic subject! Enjoy!
It's been a while since I've posted, and the inspiration is starting to come back to me...
To someone I love soo much @hastens I hope you loved it! โคโค
The clouds broke, as the stars showered, the distant brontide rumbles. [For @scintilla's writing prompt #7]
the street lamps, they laughed. for @desvalida's haiku contest round 2.
moonbeams melted upon our windows, like it was the last day of spring...
(n.) The ability to become strong, healthy or successful again after something bad happens.