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mangoszn1 · 16 days
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I wish I was a child again so I could cry as loudly as I wanted when I fall and know that someone would come for me
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mangoszn1 · 4 months
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My muse doesn't want me, not in the same way I do him. I fear I may die.
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mangoszn1 · 4 months
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I wished upon a star once when you were on a journey, and every night I prayed it would come true
And you'd return to me, but the sea- it caught my words before the sky did, and my wish sunk to the blue.
-mangoszn1
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mangoszn1 · 4 months
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He said hello, not knowing I hold on to every little word he utters my way.
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mangoszn1 · 7 months
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But who shall be there
For the curled up moths
Who falls to your desk
After the promise of light?
When they live in a world
Full of butterflies and spite
Did they ever have a chance?
Could they have made it through a night?
-mangoszn1
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mangoszn1 · 7 months
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Can I ever be truly at peace, if I know for a fact that after every phase, a tsunami of guilt will come crashing down on me? What gives me the right to be happy while my mother is weeping at the loss of her father? While my grandmother is distracting herself just so that she does not need to feel the emptiness of her house, her home, her heart?
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mangoszn1 · 7 months
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I'm so big and I'm so clumsy and I wish the world was kinder and I wish the sun was softer and warm not harsh and searing and I wish my tears didn't taste like the ocean or the sea and I wish that every wish I've made would come back to me.
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