i’m lying on the couch, fearful of dying sanity. engulfed in spicy leather.

aching memories have left bruises that stain blue to this day. they sting when my mind traces their outlines.

my hungry hands search, but there are no more cigarettes to be smoked. the thirsty throat burns, but there is nothing left to drink.

postponed dialogues leave scars, but no matter, there are no words left to be spoken. i once fashioned a river of odes to you. it has run dry.

i let the sun descend and breathe thoughts to be condemned.

hello.. to..nobody as of right now? im completely new to this website and the whole online writing community. i’m very excited to write again as i haven’t had the time to do so for quite a while :)

here are some ~fun facts~ about me:::

i love watching movies and probably get through about 5-9 a week depending on how much free time i have. i could talk about films for ages!!!!

i also play the cello and sing. my whole life revolves around music and i listen to anything from sza to debussy to film soundtracks like hans zimmer stuff :D

okok cool i cant wait to read lots of amazing work and post a few of my own little things too !!! :))))