The other girl through the first punch.
But it made me realise that school's too much
For me to handle.
I just can't seem to take
When I make calmness break
In someonelse...
Or in myself.
Last week-
I think-
I had a dream
Where I was in love
And happy
And we were content
And calm...
In my head:
There was still calamity,
So I thanked you
For sailing in my storm with me.
Because I know
Some will still be angry
When I go back-
Just as when I leave
(again)
They can't forgive me
For last year...
For just-
Disappearing
From them.
I plan to tell them
This time-
Give my reasons-
And explain
That school
Is seeming
Like an unbearable strain
And I need a break
And a little concentration
Combined with motivation
To keep going.
But last night
...
No dreams.
Just the one nightmare
As my comfort and my company.
But because of it
I woke of lonely
And still felt empty
For a couple hours 'til
I remembered
That they(and you)
Were angry
At me
For leaving.
And I felt queasy
Even now, this evening.
And I know
That is was true, though.
But it scared me anyway
That she
Had wanted revenge
For what- I couldn't say,
After all: /she/ tried to punch /me/
I'd just wanted her to stop.
...
I guess I'll never really
Feel like I'm enough.
...
Any way, I remember
That in my dream
Everybody knew each other-
And all of you hate(d) me.
I guess dreams /do/ just mirror reality...
Sometimes I think back to -arguably- my most prestigious accomplishment: Being a creative writer in Piccolo Spoleto:Rising Stars.
And I think: why the ever-fuckity-fuck did I think those poems were good???
I was so stiff and awkward, it was terribleeee
But, you know what, if I were to get he chance to do it again, I would.
But I wouldn't read poems about love (for... reasons)-oh no!- I'd write some poems about anger, or sadness, or something stupid and meaningless! Because this are the things I should write about.
Looking back though, performing was such an insane experience that is do again in a heart beat.
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LOVE THEM, THEY DESERVE ALL THE LOVE IN THE WORLD, PLEASE AND THANK
O btw I’m posting these weird bc I’m posting according to page in my sketchbook-
Haven't posted any drawings in a little while, and I was punched in the gut by the need to draw a cute Cyclops chick this morning.
So here's that, I guess.
I love it when I doodle-vomit because it makes me draw really simply which leads to some easily drawn OCs and really nice, if quick, doodles that look really good.
It's kinda like how, if you have to do something quickly, you get really sloppy but really focused, too. Which means: you only add what needs to be added.
Accidentally took a really nice shot of my backpack! Haha, you can easily tell which pins I made myself and which are store bought! I found out a few days ago that his bag was my grammy's!
Is this edited? Yee~
Is it beautiful? Fukin yee my haw
Is it my phones lock/home screen rn? ovo ye
My sister had already started making dinner when I said: we should go buy some rice!
Now, I was only being 79% serious so I didn't expect her bf/father of my nephew to agree.
Now, publix is supposed to close at 9 so buying a (I think) ten(?) Or something pound bag of rice at almost 9:30 was kindave an adventure.
Bonus: me and him ended up talking about chick tracts, video/and tabletop rpg games. Why? Because we can.
Oh, and I'll be making a ton of rice dishes in the coming weeks sooooo, fun for me!!
21, he/they, ace- not very interesting and rarely post(let alone anything good)
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