⤷ ashby
- baggy jumpers, ripped jeans, and a dash of abject terror
- soup, crackers, and biscuits at noon
-i'd consider myself a catalyst for destruction
⤷ works:
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- metaphors for madness » poetry
- perfectly broken » (bad) fanfiction
- facebook: fake's Facebook profile
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Apr 04, 2020 10:27AM
Dear 13 year old Ash. You find love. You find the most perfect indescribable form of love; every moment, every fairytale moment, every flawed messy moment - through all of them you never question if...View all Conversations
Stories by fake deep lil' shit
Perfectly Broken (Under Editing)
"The fire on his wrists cast shadows into his thoughts."
Metaphors for Madness
midnight ramblings and morning rants
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Ephemeral
compared to a star, we are like mayflies - fleeting, ephemeral creatures who live out their lives in the cour...
