Omg i can't even post anymore, I don't have the app, till we meet again
Wanting to run away from toxic situations is not weak.
You can follow me on wattpad and dreame.
Toxic is toxic.
If you were dumped just know, they dropped diamond for coal.
Oooh I heard something deep today.
Boy:I'm sorry let's fix us.
Girl: There is no us.
Boy: Please, please let me fix this...
Girl: you can't save someone who's already dead
Without you I can't breathe, I love you so much my nose
Love sometimes blinds you from the truth.
Damn, this lady like : ''I have come from the streets to streets being named after me.''
I'm not romantic, I like the books but don't believe in love, or is it philophobia. Ugh, I'm going insane.
Ugh judge me when you're perfect.
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Every race isn't meant to lead .©childauthor_345
Be proud Of how Hard you Are trying Aisha Abba Haladu
Come soon .
Believe it or not But life is nothing without a friend .And I am just missing him .©childauthor_345
Am I right @writersnetwork
People will remember you by your works and fames Not for your beautiful or ugly names .©childauthor_345
But I am alive.She is not.But I breathe.She does not.But I live.She is light.She is spirit.I am guilt.She lifts.I pull back.She ascends.I am grounded.Split in death.I, mortal.United in love.She, eternal.©cathdavies
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The mysterious history which I look up, The wastage of time that I just broke up. For me it was a cloudy day with full shower, I just try my hard to make up with my power. The happiness I lost has no end, But now I am seeking God the beyond. I could just cherish it now because, I fall... I have no friends in my childish times to make good smell. When at school I came my way there,Too far I reaches...because I starts there.Now I see the child's having fun together,Which I thirsting for the love I lost to gather..
Just remember it Only thoughts and feelings can be shared Not love .©childauthor_345
#improveI just hope you will read it .@toshuu @sukhmann_Kaur29 @aashi629 happy DussehraAnd I don't think goodness needs invitation
Dear , Mirakee family , I know only 10% of the people would try to read it . Btw , I want to wish you for dushehra and I just want to convey a message to you ,I have a wish , you should make fire upon your bad habits , evilness , anger , selfishness , ego , jealousy . You can't do nothing instead of concentrating little amount of carbon dioxide into your surrounding by burning the piece of plastics and papers .Don't only kill the character ' ravana' only but kill that Ravana inside you . Yours truly Anuj .©childauthor_345
Morning comes as I envelope myself to a new beginning of life that I plan to formA journey that I will start until I finish©myebby84_heaven
Nature //On every tattered ceilingI can see the cracksbetween my lips thatnever speaks 'Home is dead'.It no longer can embrace me under the sunshine that somersaults within clouds and rainbows would seep inside my fragile heart.I fade into a beautythat many termeddewdrops and this iswhy my fate rests overthousands of green leaves that can never count upon my blessings in numbers.My body forms a template that can bedazzle love whenall the articulations of pain fall on the ground and people name it Petrichor.I am vogue of past.Smell of ginger sliced between palms that reeked warmth.I have been the crease drawn between an evening's plight or morning's delight. I'm the Autumn whisperedinto a room where hues ofmaple is buried in a poem. You can see I'm the equation that derives oyster from oceans and reason of the massiveness of the thoughts staying in your head all day long.I like how your blanket had beena playground since ages where your dreams could either snuggle you as a memory or someone's presence. I sprinkle black pepper onenthusiasm when summer fields borrow some flakes of corn from the pleasures after being sun kissed. In the journey between climbingmountains and bridging a river I cling onto voice of nightingalethat makes me conscious aboutdestructions human had beencausing to me. A medicinal herb, pulp of paperand wooden trunks are partsof my skin and I shed them every second. I wonder if my heartbreak hasa season? ©chaotic_phrases