syzygy

like a summer drink flashing award-winning smiles in my direction

sleep on the same things, late night whiskey and cocktails, sipped by cherri lips

xi. me and you, you and me silly little moon, who could only ever love the sun. greedy sun, who forever coveted the stars. mischievous stars, who led on the ...

x. blame it on the dog (it only wanted your approval) they told you to jump, saying your wings would take you higher. so you jumped, and now you spiral ...

@APoltergeist Are you still interested in the RP? I've noticed you haven't submitted any characters. I genuinely thought I already submitted mine. Like, I have this very clear image of ...

viii. ladyfingers CW (poem spoilered below):, gore & cannibalism, references to religion Fibonacci poem, which is apparently a real thing? Never written one before but here we go :D My ...

vii. fall of a queen CW: violence, animal death. she stares from on top of her obsidian perch, curiosity sparking in deep purple eyes. who are these beings, that intrudes ...

vi. obsessions obsessions are repeated thoughts, urges, or mental images that are intrusive and often unwanted you walk through the halls, confident. calm. collected. popularity if popularity was a pe

WAIT THERE WAS TWO MINUTES LEFT?! if it's not too late... ocean blue, honey gold

v. ocean blue, honey gold. he fell in love with honey gold and amber (scorching hot tempers) but little did he know that the sea liked him better. wax drip, ...

iv. freud, fraud, what's the difference? you're fake, but you're also my doctor TW: drugs. you're insecure, you're insecure. (ignore the fact i'm the one who's afraid of their own ...

"He only left me at Target twice!"

Week #1: 1-7 Vanilla: - whooosh Strawberry: - like bright, bright fires (I think that counts, there's also mentions of fiery arrows-) Chocolate: -could not find this for the life ...

iii. toxic ity (lime blood in my mouth heart) TW: cursing, slur, mentions of racism

ii. adrenaline veins, bloodstained hands everything is backwards, and i do not understand why it is so. is it paint running through my veins, sluggish and slow? or is it ...