Fantasy.

Another Pokemon Black and White shit poem.

Yes, N from Pokemon Black and White. I get too emotionally attached to weird shit.

The article analyzes the romantic vision as well as the human value of the poem.

Thoughts of a sunny afternoon where the past and future seem to be mixed and if things could have been different, why weren’t they? Somewhat poetic but mostly just thoughts.

Anxiety is an awful state of mind. It can make you feel trapped in yourself, your lost dreams. This is a poem that I wrote, that I think explains it perfectly.

A poem.

A simple French menu for a restaurant I thought of.

The love and evol concept I give credit to Eminem. However, these are my own words.

A poem I made about money in this world.