l.e.wills

Joined March 2021

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subaqueous
nurture the depths beauty resides there once you asked me if it was all worth it gritting through my teeth i chirped
By l.e.wills4 years ago in Poets
a midnight sun
P.S it’s numbing; missing you what a welcomed surprise you were the friend turned lover which i think allows for our love to continue to grow
By l.e.wills4 years ago in Poets
Your 20’s Are For Crying
For those of you who have been waiting, I am sorry. I would like to start off chapters 20 with a massive thank you. These chapters have been prolonged for around eight weeks, due to my own insecurities, the pressure that comes from this human experience, and imposter syndrome that creeps into my bones the moment it senses confidence.
By l.e.wills4 years ago in Humans
Lookout Pointes
there are slight lookout points upon our journey they may seem insignificant but are the absolute makeup of our story
By l.e.wills4 years ago in Poets
Simba The Sun . Top Story - September 2021.
once, there lived a fascinating girl, she is present, kind, and adventurous. she grew up in a very small town, like one red light.
By l.e.wills4 years ago in Poets
Define H O M E
I dreamt about you for as long as the mind would let me. I prayed for your arrival, wept for your warmth, continued to look for you - despite lost efforts.
By l.e.wills4 years ago in Poets
Accountability Has a Cost
Accountability has a cost and it is your happiness. I took quite the break. I'm not sure what else to say, other than I just couldn't find the inspiration to love myself.
By l.e.wills4 years ago in Journal
Story Time
EEK! ALL of my friends are having babies! I am over here for the first time in my life! - In my late twenties - itching to have a child.
By l.e.wills5 years ago in Families
Why Me?
hello! how can I help me? I cannot help but fight this imposter syndrome. This dark depression, it is dreary, and a deadly cryptic voice of hate, of denial, of worthlessness.
By l.e.wills5 years ago in Humans
Your 20s Are For Crying . Top Story - June 2021.
Congratulations! You're eighteen, or nineteen or maybe even on the cusp of twenty years of age. Maybe you're just beginning? Or maybe, you stumbled here lost, after the year twenty-one; just trying to follow the light? Perhaps you’re in your early twenties drowning, seeking the enchanted glistening beacon from beyond? Maybe you're just reminiscing? Reaching one’s Saturn return and dropping in to see what unsolicited advice this author has to give.
By l.e.wills5 years ago in Motivation
Always The New Kid
You would think that having to move every three or four years or so, would somehow help me manage my social anxiety, and just my general weird, but no.
By l.e.wills5 years ago in Humans
I Forgot How To Craft
A massive stack of photos in single envelopes, and polaroid's in giant manila folders covered the area rug beneath my feet.
By l.e.wills5 years ago in Humans