I find myself so far away from you but burning for your warmth like a bonfire While others are three times colder, they don't know what it's like to catch fire for you And I burn and burn again if you look at me I destroy myself for your touch, for your hand, for you, for thee I burn at all hours and your name is reflected in everything I do, in everything I am I'm afraid of being alone, but ... » Continue Reading
Gabriel runs. He rides far away, without thinking, desperately trying to forget why he ever left. He spurs his Appaloosa, telling her to continue onward, to accelerate, and she whinnies. Her coat is gray, with a white, black-spotted hind, and she carries a leather saddlebag. His boots are worn and disintegrating; the soles are falling apart, and they flap a little whenever his feet are jostled. S... » Continue Reading
The Pursuit of Pleasure: we're living in a time where stimuli and dopamine are at highest regards. The inventions of social media are thrilling and tactically addictive. We don't often think about the consequences of watching through dozens of 10 second clips, or scrolling through friends, enemies, and strangers pages. Slowly, our attention spans are shrinking due to the constant distractions and ... » Continue Reading
Through the evolution of the world, many things have come and gone. Countless people were here once—and now they’re gone. And yet, I still find myself making connections with mortals, whether they are the ones I feed on or simply talk to. Animal blood is a decent replacement, but it’s still not the same as human blood. Luckily, these days I can get what I need from hospitals. That’s one advantage ... » Continue Reading
Mainly to yap ab feelings and shit Title: Her She makes me feel annoyed. I always feel like its my fault. She always wants to stay inside, Meanwhile i want to go outside. She is very sensitive, and crys over stupid stuff. I feel ashamed to be friends with her. ★♥☆♡★♥☆♡★♥☆♡★♥ Title: Him.. Its Him. He makes me feel oh so happy I love him so much, he makes me smile so much I love talking to him, and ... » Continue Reading
I drink and eat without any remorse. I fuck myself like never before. It’s still not enough. Super glue becomes reform calloused. Making multimedia projects to pass my multi yearnings and desire. Spend more hours trying to Etch A Sketch precisely lips I can never touch. Make “Future” lists. Make daily happenings built upon the indie short inside my head that shows the many mundane m » Continue Reading
Quem sou eu, se não um vulto, perdido em névoas sem cor? Um eco frio, um grito oculto, refém do medo e do torpor. No espelho, rostos s » Continue Reading
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Hii, I wrote this poem about a year ago and I thought I might post it here. It's a bit dramatic but I like it a lot, and I think I'm going to revisit it and try and work on it some more. I love you all When I was sixteen I learned how Many things there are to do on a trampoline, like Stargazing, and lumbering, and Raising my voice, and Spinning as fast as I possibly could, Faster, maybe, ... » Continue Reading
I punch myself in the chest with my fist: A low, strangled cry. My heart is beating hysterically. In anticipation of an unexpected death. The blood boils in my veins, I am the ghost of daylight. People won't remember my appearance, Between which I am moved by the light. The sunlight irritates my eyes, So rare in this gray time. I clench my hand into a fist, I want to do something. » Continue Reading
Okay but can we talk about how every older sister relates to each other in at least one way. Like yes, I love my mom, she loves me, but she's not a good person, I think I get along better with my dad, but I never want to be next to a man, I'm good with kids, but I hate them, I feel that I'm too bad for my family, but they're not good enough for me either. I want to talk about my interests, but the... » Continue Reading