*shouting on the edge of a cliff*
fuck you! fuck you and your poetic shit!
not everyhting needs to be poetic, something needs to be miserable!
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notes app of a teenage girl
PoetryI depend on words and commas: a sleepy french toast and my lover's perfect flaws. a collection of poems, songs, thoughts, stories, and made-up scenarios of an Italian queer teenage girl who finds comfort in writing. I apologize for any errors, engli...
letter to myself
*shouting on the edge of a cliff*
fuck you! fuck you and your poetic shit!
not everyhting needs to be poetic, something needs to be miserable!
