tonight i'm feeling rosy, i think it has something to do with him, i don't really want to have to think about him but, because he's made me feel something i haven't felt in a while, i'll let it pass. i wish i were a quilt, shielding them from their darkest thoughts, i wish i… Continue reading rosy
sweet, the skies blurry baby, it's raining every time i open my eyes let me write this prose about you doesn't everyone deserve to have poetry dedicated to them? i remember the first poem i received, it was 9 pages long, filled with adolescent heartbreak and sorrow. sweet, do you want me to write verse… Continue reading sweet, the skies blurry
to be lost in paradise instead of palm trees and sunshine we see only each other we are each other's paradise you find comfort in me you are everything to me bubbles of colours replace the sky there are no roads no paths we don't need one all journeys start and end with each… Continue reading paradise
i made some friends on facebook a few years ago, those friends soon turned to discord. it's strange to know them as so much time is spent talking to a username... sometimes i wonder if they're real.
don't expect anything anymore. don't look them in the eye. don't get your hopes up. you can feel pretty, but deep down you know they only see the flaws. how does my smile seem more genuine? has anyone ever written a manual on how to have fun? remember how you used to hide? i once… Continue reading social a n x i e t y
i fell in love with the thought of her straight away. a whole world was opened up, a whole new storyline was crafted. all because of that late evening daze. now, i like to listen to recordings of your voice late at night. curtains open, no lights on. staring at the faint village lights from… Continue reading a fantasy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqBnrzeX9uM i like it when you smile. i like it when you look me in the eyes. i like it when you whisper secrets in my ears. i like it when we're alone. i like you a lot. one day i'll tell you. but for now, i'll keep it a secret.
look who's happy look who's smiling wiggle wiggle, jimmy jam im going to skip from one end of the corridor to the other. just out of happiness there's no explanation, I don't think I need one... do I? sorry if I seem to hyper, or out of control... I really can't help myself. something inside… Continue reading ooo!
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Each year around Halloween, the issue of identity and race is thrown into the forefront of my mind with the same questions racing around my head. How can I create a convincing costume when the costumes I want to wear all look more "authentic" on someone who's white? Origins Growing up in the north of… Continue reading Growing up British Chinese
