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Midnight

Helluwu She/her, weird, writer, poet, and an animation student irl So basically this page is full of original writing and art, and any other thing I find fascinating while floating around this hellsite.It’s a mess, so tread carefully wuw Check out the tags #midnight writes for original written content and #witchhourartistdraws for art. *nervous mumbling* I can’t maintain multiple blogs. So I tried.

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So Are You Going To Write Me A Piece Of Romantic Poetry? She Had Giggled, Looking At Him. Full Of Metaphors

So are you going to write me a piece of romantic poetry? She had giggled, looking at him. Full of metaphors comparing me to the prettiest flowers in the land or comparing my eyes to the titillating moonlight?

He didn’t reciprocate her smile. When some exaggerates love too much, he had said softly, they haven’t really loved. Not truly, no.

Now thinking back he seemed to realise at that moment, she hadn’t really cared about his thoughts, nor him; had only been standing for pretty praise.

Better late than never.

- excerpt from a story I’ll probably never complete (original pls don’t copy)