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nothiddeeen
"listening 2 fob on repeat"
he/him | 18 | queer
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20 dollar nose bleed inspired art :]]
Category: Art and Photography
more like me just fucking around and slapping "20 dollar nose bleed" on this cuz i was listening to it while drawing » Continue Reading
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count me out
Category: Writing and Poetry
its not easy to be yourself. truly me. some days the tears take over softly. some days it rips out my eyelids. some days its a deserted island in the middle of crumbs and lint. if my bedroom could talk it'll tell you my whole life better than me. therapist ceilings, psychologist walls. talk to myself or no one at all. im a therapy dropout. » Continue Reading
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the tree is dead and the fruit is rotten (the apple doesnt fall far from the tree)
Category: Writing and Poetry
sweet or rotten the apple doesnt fall far from the tree » Continue Reading
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'sorry' cant make me love you
Category: Writing and Poetry
'self love' i never really loved anything but myself its an obsession and a show old ash and young volcanoes world behind my eyes, nothing past my nose only ever stepping on past marks made by beat up shoes the dirt covered by cement im not who i am, its a punishment to be anything at all i cant run away from myself fast enough falling on trust falls youre right, we're only golden at night i only... » Continue Reading
voyeur
Category: Writing and Poetry
anyone out there with a never ending relationship with isolation, loneliness stripped to its bones. bare and naked in front of you. its humiliating, almost voyeuristic. to be so alone it almost feels like youre only watching the world as a voyeur, never a participant always the observer. removed from everything else, a missing cog that was never missed at all. pathetic because you know you are yet... » Continue Reading
faceless coward
Category: Writing and Poetry
Homegrown hatred against my in born fire walk a mile in my shoes, find yourself tired when the sun sets your shadow gets bigger i'm all bite, you can't even talk tell me things to my face cowardice isnt a good color on you because i know the truth your hands got oil but its no fuel to your fire only dirt youll infest them with im no saint but your soul is tainted » Continue Reading
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event horizon
Category: Writing and Poetry
every year that adds to your life takes away from mine its no use when we're born in the same year my lifes a balancing act, a purgatory waiting line its been a while since ive seen sterile tiles white gowns and frowns behind blue masks to see you grow makes my roots wilt and die im a dead tree on standby fragile to the touch yet standing tall and high cant flatline event horizon smiles, pu » Continue Reading
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thoughts prayers beggars choosers
Category: Writing and Poetry
false advertisement romcom movies theres no laughter in fake happily ever afters bedroom movie set, my loves a bad trip and a headache im chasing the high with loveless nights id rather take it down my throat than ever find something less potent than this its powdered bliss its smoke rings and nicotine hits chase for it like an addict on the streets ive got prayers lined up for me keep it nice and... » Continue Reading
pissed in the fountain of youth, now i cant remember my childhood right
Category: Writing and Poetry
ive got friends for miles and broken promises for days they tell me to stop, my lungs cant function right always in the wrong i said i'll try but i dont think i will smoke clouds surround me by the windowsill where ashes fall and burn my fingertips its a welcome pain its being alive its being a shallow parody of not being 6 feet under its the end and an end to this we're struggling to keep the ... » Continue Reading
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the highest floor for the people at their lowest
Category: Writing and Poetry
i feel like my morals are melting away like the candles we put on graves dripping down slowly hot wax on cold gravestones until im all burnt out, used, and washed away by the rain that comes after chemically out of balance my brains a bad gymnast on a tight rope cheshire cat grins, predatory whims my skin is the body bag to my soul hide the corpse, hide the rot, hide the grey matter of my body b... » Continue Reading
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sutures to scraped knees (overkill remedies)
Category: Writing and Poetry
my heads a gravestone to practiced lines my hearts an empty stand out of stock, out of mind crocodile tears on movie wounds sandcastle childhood dreams washed away youth limelight exposure therapy only burned and suffocated me the stars aligned for me to choke on tears and half baked dreams tooth aches, sweet smiles we're giving out candy to greedy hands tragedy » Continue Reading