โ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ข๐๐. ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ .โ
Seen the recent many pieces posted about suicide, we just wanted to give everyone some support. Also, t...
An alternative retelling of Pinocchio, in which the playful protagonist was born from crumpled paper and the ink of a writer's pen, instead of the wood and anvil of a craftsman.
If you enjoyed this s...
I did another poem on puppets, since thatโs the only thing stuck in my head for some reason.
Y/N P.O.V I wake up. I see th boy packing his bags. 'Who is he' you ponder. you remember last night. You get up from your sleeping bag, your hair is a mess, you get your bag in...
Here's to the puppets. May they be free from the strings one day.
โ๐๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ข๐๐. ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ .โ
Seen the recent many pieces posted about suicide, we just wanted to give everyone some support. Also, t...
An alternative retelling of Pinocchio, in which the playful protagonist was born from crumpled paper and the ink of a writer's pen, instead of the wood and anvil of a craftsman.
If you enjoyed this s...
I did another poem on puppets, since thatโs the only thing stuck in my head for some reason.
Y/N P.O.V I wake up. I see th boy packing his bags. 'Who is he' you ponder. you remember last night. You get up from your sleeping bag, your hair is a mess, you get your bag in...
Here's to the puppets. May they be free from the strings one day.