the miserable life of a miserable teenager

poster wall



I have an entire wall dedicated to photos, posters and pretty much anything I can stick on. It’s not as cheerful as it may sound.

Those woeful words and pieces, do look pretty in all those colours though. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Thought I’d make an accurate representation of my mind. My mom doesn’t like it, but I do.

It feels real, me.

Whoever that is.

Some pictures I put up years ago. From friends, I don’t call friend anymore.

Should take them down, only strengthens the ghosts.

But I like nostalgia. It hurts, however that was a time in my life. A better time.


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