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— by _b311y_
Life
Suburbia sprawls and the city spreads Clouds of smog above our heads Streets either barren or filled with brawls Materialism present even past the malls Rain sputtering on the plain Is life a game? Upstanders judged silently and mocked Though others seem shocked That their kids would still choose to do the same Is life a game? Education stripped from those Who hadn’t even a chance t » Continue Reading
— by bia ( ◜‿◝ )♡
mother (vent)
You say you love me when you want me to stop crying like a child in front of everyone, but i just cry harder everytime you do this. How is it possible to love someone who you hate everything about? How is possible to look a person you love in the eyes so disgusted and angry like you look on mine? I break every bone and muscle in my body everyday trying to mimic the the girl you expect to me but it... » Continue Reading
— by miss gutless
q u o t e s <3
when you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives - LAUREN EDEN » Continue Reading
— by ★Betty★
HEHEHEHEHEHE
Me when I get the most gut wrenching, heartbreaking oc lore motivation that i HAVE to write it and traumatize all of my friends (＾ω＾) (will add link to dock when finished :3) » Continue Reading
— by Abismo Engajado — 1 Kudos
Ouvi Falar do Homem
Ouvi falar do homem Que foi para a cama com um uísque. Ouvi-o no andar de baixo. Os sons a noite toda. Se não o conhecesse achava que Era de um bonito amor que se tratava. Se não me fossem familiares os sons Diria que tinha sido a primeira vez, Como nos romances, só com um. Sou invisível e imaterial. Passo pelas paredes, Interrompendo-lhes pelas vidas. Sou bisbilhot » Continue Reading
— by Nazzrnz(T_T) — 1 Kudos
poesia
te vas y me derrumbo, tu ausencia me desgasta, mi alma llora de dolor y culpa, » Continue Reading
— by ari regina-michelle!
the growing tree (an original poem)
she ran -- it was cold -- through the aged woods of her friends. they called for her, echoes of her past lives. but she was missing something, there was something else, something more... she fled to the edge of the forest, stopping at a cliff in front of her. those woods must have gone on for eons. but the cliff was still, it was quiet. she saw one tree. a short tree, but » Continue Reading
— by b4tling
Poetry Dump
I read this poem and tell me I'm not crazy for thinking it reminded me of the dynamic of Robin and Batman? The parallels? Hello?? Theres an invisible sign, outside my chest for the organ that ly's beneath my left breast its a 4 rent sign, with the option to lease theres no better place with more love, and space for 2 to share....it comes with a package, of love, honesty, devout car » Continue Reading
— by b4tling
Poetry Dump
Wild eyes—and faces ashen grey That strain through lofty prison bars To see the everlasting stars, Then turn—to slumber as we may: Even as we are, so are they, And here is peace for all who know The stars still follow where we go, When heaven » Continue Reading
— by b4tling
Fanfic Rambles
Currently getting back into writing on AO3, and I was going through my old fics and was reminded how bad I was at the whole thing back then lol I would only write from first person and avoid dialogue like my life depended on it. But right now I got hit with inspiration because of all the Batman fics I've been reading. So I have this series planned out in my google docs about Jason Todd and him bei... » Continue Reading
— by iamperoxide
shrpst lfe
i am so sharp. my bones are sharp. my hips are sharp. my face is sharp. my body is sharp. my teeth are sharp. my nails are sharp. my eyes are sharp. my bruises are sharp. my pain is sharp. my desire is sharp. my voice is sharp. my scream is sharp. my life is sharp. my knife is sharp. my skin is sharp. my actions are sharp. my existence is sharp. » Continue Reading