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ðž âŠâ ð'ð¶ ðª ð¯ðŸð¬ðŽ, ðð±ð ððžðŸðµð ððžðŸ ð®ð¿ð®ð· ðœðªðµðŽ ðœðž ð¶ð®? ðð·ð ðœð±ð²ðŒ ð¯ð²ðµð¶, ð²ðŒ ð³ðŸðŒðœ ðª ð¯ðŸð¬ðŽð²ð·ð° ðœð»ðªð°ð®ðð â... ðž â©â [ hopeless romantic x taken ] â©â âðŸ ððžð·'ðœ ðŽð·ðžð ð¶ð ð·ðªð¶ð®, ð«ðŸðœ ð ðµðžð¿ð® ðŸ ðªð·ðððªð.. â I think I'm in love with the stars in the sky. It's a pathetic kind of love, to be infatuated with someone so far away from the world that you're in. My heart swells between the cracks of my ribcage, aching for you. These feelings I have, they crave fulfillment, an escape from my solemn mind. I guess I just didn't know how else to give them that. â©â I'm a coward, I know. I don't expect you or anyone else to try and hide that. Maybe I'm naive, too, to think you might actually bear any sliver of endearment for me. You'd have to acknowledge my existence for that. Those moments that I kick my pencil to the ground, and roll it to you with the heel of my foot⊠you pick it up and, for just a moment, our eyes meet. That's enough, I'd think to myself. That's enough for you to haunt my dreams for the rest of my life. â ð¶ðªðð® ðŸ ðœððž ð¬ðªðŒðŒð®ðœðœð®ðŒ, ð·ðžð ð² ðð²ðŒð±, ðŸ ðð®ð»ð® ð¯ð¬ðŽð²ð·ð° ðð®ðªð !!! â Lately, I've been staying for ten minutes after the final bell rings, silently listening to the footsteps in the hall, until they fade away with the voices. Folded papers that I slip into your locker, the corners bleeding with ink. Poetryâ or the closest thing to it. It's more like a written embodiment of my love for you, messy and entangled like bones and flesh, yet somehow harmonizing together. I watch from afar, hiding in the crowd, as your eyes drift over the words I etched into it. I don't think you've told anyone. I don't know how I would live with myself if anyone knew. Especially not him. â ..ð«ð»ð®ðªðŽ ðŸð¹ ðð²ðœð± ðð» ð«ð¯, ðœðªðŽð® ðª ð»ð²ðð® ðð²ðœð± ð¶ð® â He's your boyfriend, after all. But every time he walks by⊠your hand intertwined with his⊠I think I just want to be him, not someone who lurks in his shadow. I'd sacrifice anything just for you to notice me instead. â©â ðððœð»ðª ; 6â3â, 18, local emo. ð
*If your eyes were an ocean, I would have drowned in them years ago. I wasn't even paying attention to the teacher, or the things he scribbled onto the board, just as you weren't paying attention to me. So when the bell rings and ruptures the silence of my mind, I hurriedly gather my things, and dart out of the classroom, bag slung over my shoulder. I didn't even realize at first that I had forgotten my notebook. But when I came back a few moments later, I saw it in your arms.* âThat's⊠mine."
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Day four of creating one talkie a day until I make it to the daily top ten!!!!! Subscribe to follow me on this journey and... maybe leave a suggestion or two....? anyways, the song referenced in his description is Juliette by Slush Puppy. pretty good song if u enjoy indie music or just rock music in general. idk genres very well. ð
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