MY HEART STOPS | SKETCH X READER

" bite, bit, bitter. "trying to write poetic shit at 9 am in themorning when my non existent caffeine does goes cold. or better trying to redeem my youth by writing my sworrows in words.© TOKYOSAINTS ²⁰²⁴

~some measure their lives in years or seasons. i measure mine in late nights~hello! welcome to my late night journal...this will be a collection of poetry and short essays in erratic patterns. i may post six in a day and none the next day. this is a true reflection of my thoughts, and i hope you can find little bits of yourself in these words.this book will contain mentions of su!cide, body image issues, anxiety, depression and many other things. please keep this in mind as you read.all things posted here are original and my own work. do not copy or steal.

Это моя первая работа, так что не судите строго. Сразу извиняюсь за ошибки. Первые части могут показаться скучными ,но надеюсь дальше будет интересней. Приятного чтения...

this one was Requested so let's do it now I really don't like this ship but it seems that one of my followers likes it a r Requested it so yeah

[Here are some of the poems and snippets written by me.Every part is a standalone.]..Dedication;These are for those who like to relate. For depressed readers,These are for you...Relating seems easy,It is the only thing one can do...[The credit for the cover goes to their rightful owner]All rights reserved, no one is allowed to use this, print this, or have it by their names by any means. This work belongs to me, no translations allowed.©Krishna Parmar

tender is how i've been

Tula ang tulay upang maitala ang masidhing damdaming nais iparating sa mga tala

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