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admin log : 001
IM BACK !!
after a very long break, with emotional and physical lack of stability, i have returned.
expect more updates and reblogs from the story, and remember, life is simple. enjoy every second of it, because it really is the only one you have.
a new chapter will be up soon, watch out for the update !!
CITY LIFE : THE BOOK
‘CH.2 : THE CARETAKER’ IS UP ON WATTPAD !!
TRIGGER WARNINGS none available ! this chapter is free of triggering subjects !
CITY LIFE : THE BOOK
‘CH.1 : THE FIGHTER’ IS UP ON WATTPAD !!
TRIGGER WARNINGS mention of self harm, mention of abuse, mention of a suicide attempt. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION
cancer | my chemical romance
walking in the wind | one direction
“When he laughs, his eyes go bright … I almost expect flowers to bloom in the corners, with how lovely he looks.”
‘Flower Boy,’ - Megan’s Poetry #514
Unlike most people, I don’t want to fall in love, have kids and grow old with the man I love. I want to love the world ahead of me.
p.s.w (via poems-she-wrote)
Best friends, a photo by Vivian Maier, New York, 1954
https://www.instagram.com/p/BtX_R55hzlN/
boys with galaxies in their eyes and nebulae in their hearts.
boys who are as tiny as quarks but seem larger than planets.
boys with constellations of freckles.
boys whose hair shines with starlight even in the dark.
boys who sing of the cosmos.
boys whose every movements are like the orbit of a planet around its star.
boys who are forever cloaked in an aroma of stardust and moonlight and gravity.
thinkin’ about a pretty boy
…she, Far lovelier than a dream could be,
Conrad Aiken, from Nocturne of Remembered Spring, and Other Poems; “Dust In Starlight” (via luneison)
