Day 78
TODAY IS MY WRIGGLING DAY - 🦀
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@bs-poetry
Day 78
TODAY IS MY WRIGGLING DAY - 🦀
im incredibly conflicted by the phrase ‘the question is not who will let me but who will stop me’ because on one hand its so fucking raw and powerful but on the other hand it’s derived from ayn rand but on yet another hand the first and primary time ive ever seen it was on a picture of a lawnmower flying through the sky which is the perfect level of absurd and nonsensical that would piss ayn rand off
reblog to piss off ayn rands ghost
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crash
i distract myself with you
running my hands through spiky hair
dude your hair is hurting my hand
- bs-poetry
there are a million eyes
in your soul
they gaze at me from your mouth
what the fuck man
since when were you an eldritch abomination
- bs-poetry
i look at the food laid out before me
that i am not allowed to eat
i see the stern look in a mother's eye
and i reply
"well that's rude of you"
then i eat the table
- bs-poetry
maybe i'm in the dark, maybe i want the rain
oh lord, you want me on my knees to pray
someone wants me to reach for the light babe
and i look up
and all i see are
these crows man
they get me the most
beyond what you can give me
- bs-poetry
REBLOG IF YOU ARE A WRITER ON TUMBLR
IT DOES NOT MATTER WHAT KIND OF WRITER YOU ARE YOU CAN BE WRITING: POEMS, FANFICS, IDK NORMAL FICS, NOVELS, SHORT STORIES, IDK ANYTHING!! JUST REBLOG!!!
you imply
that there's hope
in the world
by doritos
- bs-poetry
angels are clownfish and god is a manta
no i will not elaborate
- bs-poetry
the true declaration
of wondrous love
that promises
a beautiful soul
“dismantle the patriarchy with me”
- bs-poetry
for all the flowers
spring days are still
sorrowful.
allergies
- bs-poetry
what do you hide
within your words?
better not be a machete
- bs-poetry
nothing like a fine day
on spring mornings
what a good mood
we place ourselves in
...
something is wrong
- bs-poetry
i cry a little at night
when no one is watching
except my sleep paralysis demon
they’re judgemental
- bs-poetry