Authorz: Violet Valkyrie

She hovers just over my shoulder. “Do you mind? Trying to write here…” “I’m just looking.” “Yes! That’s the problem!” So she leaves… Only to…

You can hate me forever but you can’t ignore me forever. Look at me! Glare if you must but please look at me! I know…

What mask do you wear to cover your fear or truth? Is it Strength? Beauty? Faith? Harmony? How often do you keep it on? Remove…

What my blue eyes ever saw in you I don’t know! But what my blue eyes see in his eyes, however, is a new story.…

I don’t want to smile. So just leave me alone. Please… If I do smile it’s just a sheild that I hide behind. So, don’t…

Like the clouds hid the sun To help my skin heal, You came after him And taught me to feel. But the clouds have parted,…

Some kids may cry ’cause of his make-up and big shoes but he still spreads smiles!

The last time I looked at my nails they were short and small, painted pink. Now, they’re long and painted black. Give me a punk…

How can I want you back? So badly… It’s like my heart is torn in two. Indecision is eating away at all my bravery… If…

So let’s get one thing straight. I loved you once long long ago… That’s over. We’ll still be friends but no more kisses. Just hugs.…

The Devil and Angel, on my poor shoulders, had a fight. The Devil said, “Let me have a turn now!” To which the Angel replied,…

You hurt me. You’ve broken my heart and torn my smile. But still, I love you… I don’t know why.. Pathetic little me… No one…

Just ’cause you’ll soon become a tattoo artist does not mean I’ll get one anytime soon! Needles scare me…But you tattooed my heart long ago…

What if it’s true? This Butterfly Effect… Imagine what you could do… Imagine if screaming here could cause someone on the other side of the…

The longest haiku ever written was the same as all the others!

A slice of imperfection lets me see to your soul, You try to hide it but i know where to go. ‘Cause we’ve shared secrets,…

Libras: don’t know if we’re good at being bad or bad at being good…

Sing. sing to me the sweet melody of true love and true love’s first kiss. Like fairy tales, nurs’ry rhymes, sonnets and movies. The books…

At what age do we start to draw crowns, dragons, elves and wings? And why do they turn to skulls, boys, guitars and notes. Love…

If I were a white rabbit, my ears would be black and I would eat veg 😛