A young man finds himself in a cruel battle with some bumble bee's!
The betrayal and ending of a friendship.
Will post A night at the Commaful site on Thursday .
your words rubbed salt in the wounds we created
Sorry I haven't posted in the past couple days, school is messing with me. I hope you like this poem and my background drawings!
Life you keep stinging me. Like a child with a stunt gun: you shoot shoot shoot without knowing the havoc you reek.
the third in a series of poems about love, written by someone who's never truly felt it
Y/N was walking into her new school Sabertooth high. She wore a F/C shirt with matching F/C pants. she had her hair up in a messy bun and had on F/C vans and was trying to find her locker. She mumbles...
It's about a girl who likes a guy named Daniel Seavey and they hear a gunshot. Read the story to find out what happens next.
When I was young I saw us for what we are: painful containers.
A young man finds himself in a cruel battle with some bumble bee's!
The betrayal and ending of a friendship.
Will post A night at the Commaful site on Thursday .
your words rubbed salt in the wounds we created
Sorry I haven't posted in the past couple days, school is messing with me. I hope you like this poem and my background drawings!
Life you keep stinging me. Like a child with a stunt gun: you shoot shoot shoot without knowing the havoc you reek.
the third in a series of poems about love, written by someone who's never truly felt it
Y/N was walking into her new school Sabertooth high. She wore a F/C shirt with matching F/C pants. she had her hair up in a messy bun and had on F/C vans and was trying to find her locker. She mumbles...
It's about a girl who likes a guy named Daniel Seavey and they hear a gunshot. Read the story to find out what happens next.
When I was young I saw us for what we are: painful containers.