~ twixx ~

I’m tired. Tired of water, tired of remembering, tired of everything.

a dragon OC of mine

but that is not right

there's moonlight in your touch

on this night, a golden-haired boy sat cradled in the embracing arms of three sturdy tree branches

a short dialogue-only story i made from a pinterest writing prompt

when you're gone, i dream of you

An ancient wilderness spirit and a child.

"i'll be there for you," she whispered, "until the sky comes crashing down."

it belongs to no one, and no amount of prejudice will make it yours.

where do memories go when you forget?

if i were made of paper, i'd write you love letters in my skin