Still, Nirvana Eluded Me.

Salutations. This is a place to clear my mind. Get to know me. I promise I won't bite hard.

[delicateporcelaindoll]

[deafeningwords]

A long time ago I stopped making poetry. I wasn't good enough and the words only came out right at a certain infrequent time of night. The poems were very often far too long, more like short stories, rather than poetry. And one night, in a paranoia I decided to delete them all. I was scared of who would find them in the event that I'm no longer here and what they would think. Writing helped back then. I still live with a guilt etched deep into my soul. I want to be able to speak with you about those wounds, without fear of them becoming deeper. But I cannot. So I don't write anymore. But I am full of poems.

[imakeartwheniwanttodie]

[eloquent-ocean]

[notasoupcompany]

[toshio]

linkin park was right. i’ve become so numb

[tehwitch]

Linkin Park was right about everything

[serratedpens]

Eden Robinson, “Writing Prompts for the Broken-hearted”

[remanence-of-love]

[tullipsink]

[hotboyproblems]

i’m not crying you’re crying

[the-grand-elusa]

They’re…. They’re scene

[indica-illusions]

*cries* this is the cutest thing in the entire world 🖤🌎

[ghost-sketchbook]

[love-notes-to-survivors]

"Do your best while also remembering that your worth is not attached to what you accomplish."

- Morgan Harper Nicholas

[ghostgutss]

Galleria Mall, Toronto, ON

Photo credit: ELAD Canada

[kmgraciano]

[capriking]

not to be horny on main but I really want to travel with the love of my life

[vhspositive]

[melancholic--soul]

Totally

[vergeofinsanity]

rb if you are about to lose your shit, have already lost your shit, or support people who lose their shit