Your bones from past lives are still buried somewhere on this earth.

I’m a Midsommar sun, The Craft rising, Jennifer’s Body moon.

A slow day and a soft night.

girl needs a hug and comfort. girl is me.

A poem Pressed against My lips, written By hand Dripping with your ink

Emotional detachment for my breakfast

Pressed between the pages; a girl hidden

Things are falling apart as planned.

I miss how you made me feel like a house burning from the inside out

she’s weird but the playlist is mind blowing

Waiting for autumn to overtake me

the courage to let emotion take you through the feeling

Felt cute, might disappear.

sleep a deep sleep, peaceful

Making my little black heart happy today

Letting September hold me.

Just a little chemical inbalance

A road trip will do me some good.

"who hurt you?" my own expectations

Made of ink, coffee, and tears

Just launch me into the sun already

Vignettes of a melancholy life.

Always giving but never taken

Summer snow...

Just a soul between the earth and the sky

I’ve missed the boat completely

Baby, I'm the one who put you up there. I don't know why.

Babygirl gray

Does anyone wake up to dream anymore?

A restless thing; never satisfied.

Just trying to remember to breathe

i used to write, because i used to feel

A forehead kiss could fix me. Both giving & receiving.

Comfort movies and kitty snuggles

Lost in the fade

oh, you know just waiting on halloween

Sad song sad girl kinda day

I just can’t be bothered

Find me something happy.

Like a good girl should 💕

Deep in my soul kind of tired

Enough rain to drown my sorrows in