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Just a regular ol Artbook 💅 Lots of notifs (possibly)!

"Sana may dumaan na shooting star para makapag-wish ako na sana..." "Hays, nevermind" ... "Literal na friends forever ata tayo eh hahahaha"...

These will be a bunch of creepy stories to give you goosebumps. Well don't forget to vote my stories and follow me Highest ranking: #1 in lifeanddeath

Messages, poems, rants, etc.. All to help express how I feel on the late nights, when my only thoughts are of you. ♡ ~ I might end up giving up on this, I might end up d...

A feeling hard to express A beautiful feeling you can't confess Sometimes you feel like it is a mess But at the end it is a bless Hey readers! This work is truly based o...

Just a collection of poetry and late night musings I wrote, mainly to just vent and release feelings that I felt couldn't be explained in anything other than words. Shar...

Bunch of poems about different things.

"Embark on a whirlwind journey of love and longing as Nia and Kiran navigate the complexities of a modern-day romance. From a chance encounter on social media to la...

These are all writings that have come to my mind on a whim. Journey through the expressive imagination, sorrowful whims, and verbal grandeur of my mind and gap in wonder...

Finding words to express life and emotions is hard, but we do our best. Read if you'd like 🪷

Romance-ish, but also not. Stuff that involves love ig.

Embrace humility. Ignore progress. Eliminate ego.

Poems

This is where I will put my poems about my experiences. I just want somewhere to store them. If they resonate with someone, then I'm glad to have at least been a voice o...

A collection of poems , on Love

Everyday delusion

I had a dream about you last night, it was lucid... Bedtimestories in form of creative writing, poems and dreams.

Sora couldn't help but wonder why Vega had a scar on her brow, she never brought it up, however she felt it was time she finally asked.

Random poems I come up with at 3 in the morning, cuz your babe here has insomnia.

Droplets grouping on the windowsill Sitting there while the world goes still