Willow Flame

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[willowflame1996]

Sometimes the data does not support the catastrophe.

[willowflame1996]

I did not just survive you—I outgrew you.

[willowflame1996]

Your olive branch is actually nightshade.

[willowflame1996]

I had nothing to give... And yet you still took from me.

[willowflame1996]

I pour my soul into pixels.

[willowflame1996]

Now even emptiness knows how to hold me.

[willowflame1996]

I don’t need advice—I need a tourniquet.

[willowflame1996]

They painted over my internal organs.

[willowflame1996]

I held the match. They poured the gasoline. 🔥

[willowflame1996]

I smoothed down my edges

until my bones were dust—

just to ensure

I wouldn't nick you.

[willowflame1996]

Four cute girls, four flavors of dere, and one completely normal literature club 💕📚 Just Monika, Yuri, Sayori, and Natsuki expressing their feelings

[willowflame1996]

I took a stupid vampire personality joke far more seriously than anyone ever asked me to. Behold the results.

[willowflame1996]

Medication & Medication.

But I still have Anxiety.

[willowflame1996]

Creative catharsis after a long writer's block feels like the breaking of a dam.

[willowflame1996]

To read these poems is to meet me without my armor.