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Tis that very lit time of year…..

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You’re a Queen When No One is Watching-

Why is it, in the late darkness of night,

When beasts roam my bedroom floor and monsters reach out from beneath my bed,

When everyone sleeps, but for the wild imagination lurking behind my eyes,

When I’m at my loneliest and most vulnerable,

My most wild, euphoric, depressed, inspired and wisest self,

That I am at my most beautiful?

When I decide I will no longer attempt to succumb to sleep’s blissful embrace,

When I enter a room with Alice’s looking glass,

And see the circles beneath my eyes, the gentle curve of my lips, and sharp lines of my once full face,

Why do I look like a goddess of war, the judge of your soul beyond death, the unstoppable, raging force of a true queen...

Why does the real me choose to show herself when there is no one there to see the rawness of being a real human being...

When no one is there to love the part of you that you love yourself.

The you you hide,

To save that last little bit of light from the darkness of others...

I don’t know if I’m mentally sick.

I just know that I’m really done with my emotional bullshit.

Another thing I hate:

When you fuck up and people try to tell you didn’t.

Because I very obviously fucked up.

Like BIG TIME fucked up.

In front of 30+ people.

And they still have the audacity to tell you “you didn’t do bad” or “no one could tell”.

I just want someone to look me in the eye and say “yea, you fucked up. That was absolute shit. But you’re gonna kill it next time. So when you’re done crying, let’s go get waffle cones.”

I just really need some honest, passive aggressive support.

I hate when no one is around to appreciate that I not only look like a goddess, I feel like one too.

I really hate sitting alone, amongst the hordes of gremlins and zombies, schreeching as the greatest of monsters duel it out before us. I hate trying to blend in and pretend I’m one of them, when I really just want to hide under my covers like the kid I am.

I hate school pep rallys.

A bedtime thought...

The farther I look

the further I walk

down the only path I see for myself

I realize that my happiness shall come from the love of my passion

yet my sadness will come from the lack of anyone to share it with

for this path has no one else to walk it with me

no one else to share it’s delights

I shall be happy, yet I will be sad

I will be alone.

This is my shitpost. I don’t care if no one sees this shit. But if you do, know that this is where I put the trash.