Everythings okay.So I scribble words. Onto this wrinkled paper. Just trying to get a point through.Everythings okay.
Got frustrated and tightened my grip. Onto the pen that exploded. Soaked in ink; covered in blue.
Afraid of coming across as. A shame to society, a waste of life. Another full-of-angst teen.
That I am far from. Been there, done with that. Recovering; hoping to come clean.
I’ll smile at you with these eyes full of tears. Just to prove that everything is really okay. I’m just crying over the past which is still with me. And dwelling over how fast
color
and if you really go to boston, get a boat there, go see the whales..
do you eat dinner?
je_ne__sais_quoi
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Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man ? - Tao
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I am the Anti-Ant,
A Victim of Society ,but at the same time a Citizen of Society.
I bring no new solutions, no revolutions, I just revolt.
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My landscape is a hand with no lines,
The roads bunched to a knot,
The knot myself,
Myself the rose you acheive---
This body,
This ivory
Ungodly as a child's shriek.
[s.p.]
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The Game
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I do commissions ~ [link]
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i love them
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