A collaboration of forty-six on dreams both dreary and delightful! Enjoy!
Love the one you're with.
Nightshade is beautiful. But it's poison. Just like the boy who broke your heart.*Edited*
‘[...] Fresh air and suffocating burned gasoline’
This is the last haiku of the series. Apologies for being too lazy to finish it.
Weep for yourself. You’ll never be strong.
Nyctophilia: love of darkness or night; finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
You didn't say anything to me because you didn't want to be mean or hurt me...it was too late for that. I was already hurt and all I wanted was the truth. But I'm too sensitive for the truth.
A fool is a fool, no matter who.
About finally breaking the silence but then being rejected and judged for it.
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You're not weak if you're suicidal You are not weak if you almost jumped
Guess who's back, back again.
Lotus is back, tell a friend.