You grasp this glimmer of sunshine For a minute you feel that you are on top But then the wind kicks beneath you And u fall in some sort of trap U ache yourself to escape it Seeing everyone you love from above U try your best to climb each rough Thinking you’d never be […]
I feel as if there is something inside me. Not in a parasitic or demonic way, but something needs to come out. I have been feeling a multitude of spontaneous desires that feel deeply urgent. These include but are not limited to: singing, dancing, talking to strangers, reading, writing, painting my nails, walking, running, driving
I once had a therapist tell me that I didn’t know you at all. That I was too young to really know you when you died. Maybe he’s right. I know you loved art, though. Not the kind that’s hung up in museums, but creativity. Making art boxes covered in stickers, laughing on the floor
Preface We have an obsession with monsters. We’re raised with fairy tales, forced to keep our night lights on in fear of the goblins, dragons, and monsters under our beds. Modern monsters, though, aren’t as visually distinguishable. Shrek, an ugly ogre, wins the heart of a princess with his genuine personality; best friends Mike
This entire view is stunning, to say the very least. The reds and greens, flashing periodically, and the cars that followed their cardinal rhythm, passing by. Going by, heading towards their destination. Snap! A touch of my fingers on cold glass, scraping myself on the sides of the broken shards, a repeated motion, and
it’s strange. he’s got the warmest complexion – tanned caramel undertones, brown freckles sprinkled across his cheeks, and straight black hair that lays flat against his head instead of the brown waves that encase my own i envy his eyes, they’re hooded, and half-moon shaped, swelling with innocence so large and so doe-like
