welcome to my world.

I like to write stuff - fiction, poetry, short stories, anything. I'm a very shy, awkward, 20 something year old city girl from germany with a dream as big as her heart (friends say that about me). I want to write books and write stories that make it onto screen or stage. Not everything I write makes sense to other people, but that's okay because art and poetry is not supposed to make sense, it's supposed to make you feel something.

[remanence-of-love]

[nixscriptum]

[quotefeeling]

“Wait for someone who love you differently. One who can see the fire in your soul, and the child in your laugh, and the ocean in your heart.”

— JmStorm

[sakuswritersblog]

Hey everyone!

I just posted my first fanfiction on AO3. It's a Supernatural x Teen Wolf Crossover.

It'd mean a lot to me if you could check it out and leave some feedback if you'd like!

Thank you and Enjoy!! ❤️

AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/66039316

Summary:

Sakura Winchester grew up in the backseat of the Impala. Now sixteen, she's trying to leave the hunt behind — until something starts hunting her.

A Supernatural x Teen Wolf crossover set in a modern AU timeline.

Found family. Premonitions. Pain. And the choice to survive.

[sakuswritersblog]

Hi 👋, My name is Mohammad, and I’m reaching out in a moment of desperate need. I’m a father of three young children living in Gaza, and we are caught in the midst of a catastrophic war. Our home is no longer a safe haven, and the future here seems increasingly uncertain. 💔

I’ve launched a fundraising campaign with the goal of raising $40,000 to relocate my family to a safer place where my children can grow up in peace and have a chance at a brighter future.

Unfortunately, my previous fundraising efforts were abruptly halted when my account was terminated without explanation. However, I remain determined to keep fighting for my family’s safety and well-being. 🫶

If you could take a moment to read our story, consider donating, or simply share our campaign with others, it would make an incredible difference. Every act of kindness, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety and a new beginning. 🙏

Thank you for your time, compassion, and support. ❤️‍🩹

https://gofund.me/fd1faea2 🔗

sharing it with everyone so they can donate as well. 🙏

[remanence-of-love]

[neckkiss]

“Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are.”

— John Green, Paper Towns  (via perrfectly)

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— unknown

[weltenwellen]

Rita Dove, from “Voiceover“

[moon1ike]

mary oliver, upstream

[ninasdrafts]

“Lately I’ve been feeling closer to you than I have in years. I don’t know why - nothing happened to tell me we’d stand a chance now, changed and all grown up. Nothing happened to indicate you wanted to see me again. So why have I found myself wondering what you were doing, dreaming up scenarios of us together? Snuggled up on the sofa, my head in the crook of your arm, asking you about your day. In the car, holding hands between the seats, singing along to the radio. I don’t have an answer. If we met again what would even happen? I don’t recall what it’s like to be awkward around you, walking on eggshells, my voice soft and small. That’s not who I am anymore. Would you even recognise me? At this point I regret to say there are things about you I don’t remember, like the sound of your laughter, or the way you smell and it hurts to feel this way about you. It’s like we’ve only ever lived inside a memory together until one day I could no longer tell the exact shade of your eyes and the feel of your hair between my fingers, and it was over, just like that. I became too forgetful and outgrew what I thought I knew about you. I’ve been making up reasons why you would randomly think of me and I came up empty. So maybe you’re not really closer after all - I’m only starting to forget you while my mind is so set on remembering that it brings you up every once in a while, just in case. Just in case the world shifts and our paths cross again and our pieces fit together once more.”

— inside a memory / n.j.

[distortted]

Trista Mateer, from The Dogs I Have Kissed

[sanddollarpoems]

"I always fall a little in love with everyone I meet," she said, a lazy half smile making its way to her lips. "How can you not fall in love while excavating souls and digging into hearts? How could anyone remain untouched? I fall a little in love with their humanness, a little in love with their scars, a little in love with their vulnerability. A few questions in, and I'm sinking into their story, falling in love with the lead."

[suhana-safar-deactivated2024031]

[memories-beneath-the-skin-deact]

Love stains the heart

Always will

The way a water line leaves its mark on a boat

Try how you might to forget and move on

You may pull your vessel to dry land

The memories always remain

[thehopefulquotes]

“Tell me darling, would you still love me If I told you about the monsters I need to sing to sleep every night? If you understood the way I need to tiptoe across my own mind so I can fall asleep before daylight? if you knew where the nightmares came from, if you saw my scarred soul, would being with me terrify you? If you knew the full extent of the damage they have done to me, would you stay, would you still want to?”

— Nikita Gill, Questions I Am Too Broken to Ask

[nehmesis]

Un/love / Demi Ev.