Indigo

I post whatever I want to - 19 (in hell) - probably a girl maybe - gay - I write stupid poetry sometimes - multiple fandoms - the pitt - aot - tlou

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some of y’all never had an unhealthy, weird, fucked up, father daughter like relationship with your teacher and it shows.

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Circular Consumption

Object to metal, metal to paper, paper to wire in the greed filled minds.

one digit at a time slips slowly passed lips.

knuckle then fist, sink slowly into wrist.

salty then crimson, further push in.

round the entity is turning, progressing, growing, spinning.

consume is the singular constant ripping at the conscious.

antithesis to her spiral, shrinking circle of loss.

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I wasn’t allowed to watch spongebob growing up and everyone can fucking tell.

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ever since I was a kid I knew I wanted to smoke cigarettes and die

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reading a translation of the flowers of evil and an ao3 levi x erwin fanfic at the same time. guess which one was better written.

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just gonna leave this here…

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what being 19 has felt like so far

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Three Layers Under

I see it in the cracks on the ground.

Behind their gaze, when eyes are upon it.

the skin folds slightly in reaction.

In the back of the throat, there’s a low gargle of it.

Begging it to live inside, feed from the spleen.

Unable to synthesize the inapt bile spilling.

Insatiable for what cannot exist outside of its cage.

The gentle caress of patience before it is eaten.

Three layers under, dormant it waits.