Sometimes I write

This is my writing blog, I'll post poems inspired by random things (animals, fandoms, characters...), fanfictions (if i ever finish one), and random thoughts

[luckylluminati]

“And it’s hurts to know... someone will love me, but someone isn’t you.”

[averted-angst]

You were a fairytale without the promise of a happy ending,

A goodnight without the promise of tomorrow.

[starrysurrealism]

the empty emotion a solace, I’d notion as if there is freedom in being alive

[thoughtkick]

“Out of all the people in this world, I can’t imagine myself loving anyone other than you.”

— Unknown

[thoughtkick]

“Things are beautiful if you love them.”

— Jean Anouilh

[weltenwellen]

Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

[s3lenewrites]

I want to live in moments like this

The calm before the storm

Where everything is so bright it feels like the night will never come

[thoughtkick]

“Eventually soulmates meet, for they have the same hiding place.”

— Robert Brault

[thespilledquotes]

Show me the most damaged parts of your soul, and I will show you how it still shines like gold.

— Nikita Gill

[thespilledquotes]

My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.

— Rumi

[themindsjournalposts]

“I want to be so much more than what I already am and not being enough is killing me.”

—

[un-fairy-tales]

How does it feel like to scream for help... knowing that no one will come to save you?

[c0mputergirl]

I wish I could cry

Pain just settles in me

Like dust in a still room

[thespilledquotes]

Help others without any reason and give without the expectation of receiving anything in return.

— Roy T. Bennett

[thebookquotes]

I've been hurt so bad and I still love so hard. I admire my heart for that.

— Alexandra Elle, Words From A Wanderer

[glazedeye-s]

“Morning light can make the most vulgar things tolerable” — the secret history, by donna tartt.

[quotefeeling]

“Lost control by the river. Beneath the morning sun. Beyond the shadows in the winter. Where the lines all glow. And we come round.”

— Sugar Army