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★Intro

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Hey! im asher, my nickname is ash!!!! I use he/him !!!! Im trans ftm, genderqueer and gay, very gay😋  im not dressing very feminine but i wanna try it when im on HRT, i kind of have a grunge ish style, i wear baggy/wide jeans and band t shirts, i love my converse and my earrings. Im just a silly little gay boy!! Im not taken currently, DONOTASKMEOUTPLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Im 13 years old and ... » Continue Reading

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Death

Category: Writing and Poetry

(This is for my pet bird that died today, i love you bubbel❤️) Death Death, it comes in the most horrible sight But for you, it came in a pale white beak In closed eyes on the bottom of your cage Your wings spread open, but theyll never fly again Death » Continue Reading

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she finds comfort in her sadness

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She finds comfort in her sadness As long as she can remember she found comfort in her sadness Harmony in the thing that had been tearing her apart for years The dark that had made her sick and terribly fouled up » Continue Reading

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Favourite song

Category: Writing and Poetry

Favourite song My favourite song constantly on repeat I know exacty how the guitar plays How the drums sounds, what words the vocalist sings I know ever tone and sound And how long the pauses are But everytime it surprises me » Continue Reading

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him

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him hes got that smile, teeth with a gap a smile that makes me giggle hes got those eyes, bright blue eyes those eyes that make me blush he got those arms, cute arms arms that i wanna feel around me he » Continue Reading

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just out of reach

Category: Writing and Poetry

just out of reach i cant think of words that explain how i feel i cant find the right feeling i cant find the inspiration its like being locked up, and the key is right infront of you but you cant just reach it yet sometime, ill be able » Continue Reading

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Old rusty toy train

Category: Writing and Poetry

Old dusty toy train Old dusty toy train miserably established laying in the corner of a room the wheels are broken and soon the bright colored paint will peel away like a ripe banana Old dusty toy train from the local toy store Smells like 2009 Old dusty toy train used to be » Continue Reading

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lilith

Category: Writing and Poetry

Lilith Her name was Lilith, i saw Lilith everyday. When i walked to school i could see Lilith's long, straight strawberry blonde hair, her pink jacket and an empty backpack in Lilith's hand. When we were at school, Lilith often didnt have lunch. Lilith would get picked out by the teacher to talk. After school Lilith always played around in the neighbourhood, scrapping chalkstick on the side walk. ... » Continue Reading

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scraped knees and bloody palms

Category: Writing and Poetry

scraped knees and bloody palms Scrapped knees and bloody palms from the concrete sidewalk tiles Playing around mid summer with neon colored chalksticks on the hot outside ground The warm breeze that slowly gets colder when day approaches night  Buzzing airconditioning thats on its highest setting » Continue Reading

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guilt

Category: Writing and Poetry

guilt its eating me alive like a lion eating an antilope ripping apart everything that used to be something scratching me away like a dried up blood stain on a flat surface please get me out of this prison filled with sorrow and guilt » Continue Reading

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