Lucid's Little Page

Pansexual| Age Regressor| Little Age: 1-4| Massachusetts, USA| Atheist| Single| This is a safe space for both little's and caregivers|

[insideanotheranothermind-blog]

[insideanotheranothermind-blog]

You hurt me with all your strength, you knew I couldn't take it and I was about to break under the weight of my own buckling knees,

So you used me and you said you loved me, you left and travelled the world with nothing but an empty pocket,

I thought I had given you somthing, something to live for? I showed you love after hurt and happiness after darkness,

You stranded me in the middle and left me lost and shaking in the dark, cold and unrecognizable,

I hope you know, you broke my heart, but I will never break yours.

[insideanotheranothermind-blog]

pink, pink is the faded color of my memories once showing red, full of blood and tournament...

pink is the color of the pills the ones I hated so dearly...

pink is the haunting reminder of a lost childhood still stood in time...

pink is the color of the sky I wanted to see instead of looking out of the bars that kept me in my own mind...

pink was happiness until the color I had come to know and love turnt into a bottomless pit of shallow darkness...

but now it has a whole new meaning pink, pink is my life wrapped up into a cozy little blanket, incased is the good, the bad, the happy, and the sad, but I've known to love pink once again.

-sarah