Cherry

"She never need a man, she what a man needs" / 23/ English & Psychology major/ Capricorn / anti PC feminist

[furples]

Maison Margiela HC Spring 2016

[thecollectibles]

Art by 𝐘𝐢𝐋𝐎𝐊_𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐒

[julieterbang]

seoeune

[1000drawings]

Star Artist by roweig

[fluffygif]

[naturaekos]

“Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.”

—

[princesconsuela]

[inlovewithafuckboy]

[selfdistractive-blog]

[cutetextmsgs]

[excdus]

[naturaekos]

“Make an island of yourself, make yourself your refuge; there is no other refuge. Make truth your island, make truth your refuge; there is no other refuge.”

—

[cymbalinechoes]

[neo-catharsis]

Ben Vautier, To Change Art Destroy Ego, 1965

[pattyisaparadox]

[naturaekos]

[withoutanaudience]

The Paradox

Maleficent trees deteriorate slowly, A stagnant wind ached of melancholy, in the hours of early morning I was never lonely. I sat quietly in the stillness of a ghost-grey sky, staring into the depths of a distorted mind, you were merely a shadow in the night. In the darkness, a sinister beauty, to deconstruct perception, I’ll walk beside conformity. A frightfully dangerous and solitary path, the ember left in smoldering ash, amidst the autumnal-equinox, I am the paradox.

©  1 year ago, Kathlene   society • rhyme • pain • hope

[lunaragent-deactivated20250531]

To be a spring morning.

To place

the cool fog adorning

Our lake

The sounds of hope and hunger

from the songbirds among her

gently swaying trees

when the southwest breeze

returns

to replace

that fog and freeze

with warmth

and care

and ease.