Fraud

antithesis piece to this ~ I’m a fraud in my own skin I’m afraid of my own skin I’m afraid they don’t like me I’m afraid I don’t like me I look out the window And I see my body flying high over the rooftops “Wish you weren’t so silly Wish you were as pretty…

Warning Cry | Song/Poem

Made a hell inside my mind and I’m keeping you out for your sake baby Made a mind for my mind so when you try to find me I’m hidden deep inside Don’t you tell me how to feel about myself today Don’t you tell me that I’m good, I made up my mind anyway…

existence in a vaccum | poem

to be taken to a place, a mirrorless world, to say it clearly, a world devoid of everyone save for I. a place meant for me and the colors of my brain, where busy fingers cannot tousle my hair. the songs of the north and the south are deaf to me, the writings of the…

Smoking in The Shade

Originally posted on The Macédoine:
The cigarette is the only thing That is real A quivering hand darts, grabs the lighter Fire. A breath leaves the cigarette And a puff of smoke escapes chapped lips The cigarette is the only thing That exists You tap it,  Ridding it of its ashen coat. It is…

Even MORE Doodles and Sketches By a Girl Who Can’t Draw

We’ve had more time to do the things we love, so here’s some more bad drawings! If you want to see my first post of doodles and sketches, click here. Only a few of these pictures were based off of references, so the poses aren’t as dynamic. I’ll be sure to practice more poses and…

struggles for the black bird

turn your head to the left a little further than you normally would. see the black bird perched on your shoulder with bleak black eyes strung in its head like beads. love and care for that bird, but do not remove him from your shoulders. cry at night, or in the day if you can’t…

queen in a clock at 6

Never mind your potential. Never mind your sacrifices and courage. Never mind your hours of work and diligence and persistence. Never mind the time it took and the tears it took and the friendships it took and life it took. Mind it no more. It’s time for you to look beautiful and gaze upon the…

embers alone | poem

feeling bad feels nice head falling into a pillow, forearms rubbing against carpet. my face warm from the fire it feels so nice that I no longer feel bad at all How Long And Sweet A Dream Is On One Long And Dreamy Night. ~ accursed red: amazon and barnes and noble ❤

Smart Tech in the 1700’s

What would the people of 300 years ago use our current technology for? A (dumb) scholarship essay~ ~~~~ Imagine if the technological advancements we made today were done nearly 300 years ago. AI’s (Artificial Intelligence units), Google Glasses, and cellphone-caused backaches would become an early plague on our society. In this era—in the early 1700’s—individuals…