Report User
Pinned
About Me / Likes / Dislikes / DNI
Category: Blogging
About Me: I'm commonly known as Stepclaw online, but sometimes my friends call me Claw. :3 I'm 17, and I share a birthday with Helen Forrester. I'm a cis girl. » Continue Reading
Stepclaw
"Running on three hours of sleep and S3RLs' music"
residing in the home of a flightless bird, 17, INFJ/INFP, she/her
Last active:
SpaceHey Blog URL:
https://blog.spacehey.com/profile?id=4222646
Stepclaw's Blog Entries
[Subscribe to this Blog]
Nothing I Do Appeases You; Carrying Dinosaur Figurines
Category: Writing and Poetry
It's like being punched, maybe even thrown around; this feeling of unappreciation, of uselessness. It lingers, too, always following, watching, waiting for a moment of doubt - a time of vulnerability. Nothing I can do appeases you - only satisfied with the fantasy that you've created. --- Your friends all speak, boast about th » Continue Reading
— 1 Kudos
The Desire To Escape Oneself; Myself
Category: Writing and Poetry
I don't hate myself, but I do not like myself either. I often stare at my reflection and wonder what it's like to be someone else. "I don't hate myself, I just want to be somebody else" Dazey and The Scouts - they were pretty on-point, I believe. The desire to escape oneself is something we all experience, but others desire it intensel » Continue Reading
— 1 Comment— 1 Kudos
Caught In Between; Too Left For The Right, Too Right For The Left
Category: Writing and Poetry
Every single thing is spinning, and you do not know why. 'Moronic', you must be, to have an opinion that differs, an 'NPC' you must be, to have responses so simplistic. --- You like girls, so you must be from 'the left', but you also liked Charlie Kirk, so you must be from 'the right' - can I not just be m » Continue Reading
Fatherly Love; Can You Hear Me?
Category: Writing and Poetry
Compassion when suitable, interests only of your own, disregard for the person in which you have raised - only acknowledgement when you speak, and act normally. --- "Father, can you hear me?" Irritated stare, a voice so far away from loving, "Go, to your room, in which I cannot - do not need to - see you." » Continue Reading
You Are All That I Am; Fixation
Category: Writing and Poetry
Everything disappears, and you are all that I see; morning, night - no matter the time, you are all that I believe; on a bus, at home, surrounded by snow - it does not faze me, you are all that I feel. --- Then it is over, like a taut string snapping, a stone sinking through deep, murky water - you are all that I avoid; » Continue Reading
— 1 Kudos
The Blood Of Mind; It Stains Me So
Category: Writing and Poetry
Blood. I feel blood pouring from my mouth, but I do not see it. I feel blood dripping down my fingers, but everything I touch is clean. Blood is pooling around my feet, and yet the carpet is not stained. There is so much blood, too much blood - the blood of my mind. » Continue Reading
Without Purpose, Wandering Aimlessly; Where Is My Light?
Category: Writing and Poetry
What am I without you? I feel hopelessly lost, wandering aimlessly through darkness - where is the light? The light that is your presence? A moth to a flame, is all that I am, still hopeful that there is real light, after the many, many times that there was not. --- I am lost, without you I feel as if I am nothing. » Continue Reading
I See Hope; An Ember to Kindle - Part Two of Two
Category: Writing and Poetry
Part One: https://blog.spacehey.com/entry?id=2059308, or "I See Now; The Ashes Are What Remains - Part One of Two". --- Among the ashes, I see an ember, a tiny spark - something that needs me, as much as I need it. --- The ember is small, not strong enough to be alone, not yet. Neither am I, not ready to be alone - that is okay. I am okay. » Continue Reading
— 2 Kudos
I See Now; The Ashes Are What Remains - Part One of Two
Category: Writing and Poetry
I feel that everything I know is burning. I see my friends, disappearing into their own lives - no longer bound by education, or family. And yet, I am rooted down, to this place, that doesn't feel like home. --- The one friend, whom is very, very dear to me, no longer considers me as such. Is it because I said that I liked » Continue Reading
— 2 Kudos
The Red Is What We Desire; Make An Impact
Category: Writing and Poetry
A whirlwind of thoughts and memories. I am shaking, again, and my vision is blurry. I can see stars and hear voices - Can you hear them too? "No." Of course not - why would you? The voices are my own imagination, running wild. The red is what we desire, it is what could inspire a bigger, more impactfu » Continue Reading
A "Queer-y"
Category: Blogging
Kind of a random question; but is there like a widespread signal for being a lesbian? I know that the aces have their rings but I don't know if there's a thing for lesbians too. This is a serious question by the way. TvT" » Continue Reading