want be emo

new emo but i learn quickly i write poems do art work on my books listen to evanescence i am an emo an anarchist a pagan i love evanrscence mcr pierce the veil sappho sylvia plath elder scrolls privacy my gender is none of your business i hate paedophiles big ew 🖤enjoy my blog pls 🖤 and free palestine 🇵🇸 ~l

[iwillemoaphrodite]

i live in the uk

16% of the uk like trump

less than half supported his visit to the uk

people dislike trump so much they speak openly about it with pwople theyve never met

73% of the uk support an imediate caesfire in gaza

but we still support trump

our kings agreed to visit america

and the uk still supports isreal

THIS IS NOT DEMOCRACY

THE PEOPLE DO NOT HAVE POWER

THIS IS PRETENCE

THIS IS UNNACEPTABLE

[iwillemoaphrodite]

ive found a new hobby and its watching people and making onomatopaeic sounds of theyre walking style in my head

[soror-ithilguli]

poem, this body

the pain, the way it disobeys, call it human mistake,

but I̸'̵m̴ ̶n̸o̴t̷ ̴h̵u̴m̵a̷n̷.̴,

why do I̵̘̣̓ have to go through these things?

by force of habit, no one cares a singular damn,

about someone who is tired of the pain,

of being in a body which screams it's orders to the brain,

like it has more worth than the most important thing,

such a funny joke, the amount of pain, such a funny joke, the way it screams, and doesn't let you ever rest,

you've gotten accostumed to it, disobeying what you wish,

you have accepted how weak it is,

for you are human,

B̷̨̃U̷̮͆T̶̙̔ ̶̢̉ ̴͎̃I A̷̘͂M̶͙͘ ̸̢͋Ṅ̷̦O̴̥͝T̷̿ͅ!̶͕̇

[iwillemoaphrodite]

Awusiye Owami, ngoMlungu

kimi

uMzansi isi-happiness.

uMzansi eHome.

uMzansi kwa-the-motherland.

Mzansi, ngiyibonile, futhi ngikwedone.

uMzansi ifa lami,

uMzansi indawo.

uMzansi lami sisterhood,

uMzansi lami home.

uMzansi is all of this.

Mzansi, you are me.

Mzansi, you are all of this,

kodwa,

awusiye owami.

~ngoMlungu

[iwillemoaphrodite]

any powerful witches out there i would love to aprentice under you. im genuine i need to learn

[iwillemoaphrodite]

he

is he perfect

or is that my apprehension

could it be

when everyone agrees

ive called it love

ive called it jellousy

ive called it evrn fact

the smile; the nose

is everything i wish i'd be

is it some fetish

that im jellous of his toes

call it lust or envy

call me serial

call my psycopathic

that i could wear his skin

call me a terrorist beenath his hide

call me the kamikaze jet

call me suicide

when it reaches me its all perverted and destroyed

i should eat him

consume

the way his hair grows

the folding of his perfect nose

prim precision of his toes yes toes

every piececof lengerie or clothes

call me strange but in black or white or grey

the foot just fits so neatly

and the lips

that kiss the wind like theyd kiss you as his lover

or even the way he moves

the colours of his eyes

the blues

the greys

tell me hes so great

i already know

call me his stalker

the expert

his friend

aye that

yes those

and i should call him love

or friend

or enemy

i should call him me

[iwillemoaphrodite]

this is me

this is me mirror

do you see all of me

all my cuts my bruises my wounds

when i undress for you

glory in the detail of my design

my naked cholar bones

my skinny arms

the stratches on my cheek

blood shot eyes

from hayfever or from crying

take in all of me

the way i tilt you up

so i cant see my lower half and you cant too

but marvel

in cuts along my shoulder

my my neck thats blazed with bruise

watch

my shirt come lifting up

but never see

the penis tween my thighs

dont watch

me run my fingers long my cuts

as i run them through my hair

or rub them on my eyes

look away

when i wish a freind would feel my scars

wish they would love me with caress

see my naked armpits

but never see my pubes

see my shirt

too baggy

my whole flat chest put in full gaze

but upper arms covered

helping heal

leaving the cuts to fade

see as i vomit at my hands too long

grimace at my hair

always hate it all but another day compare

how good i look that day

till the polaroid film steals that joy away

see me smooth my nose

stretch my lips

turn the corners

and the cupids bow

moisturise

watch me look down

gag at me feet

gag at my croch

bloody myself my demise

this is me

[iwillemoaphrodite]

sometimes i see myslef at the right angel and think

im so pretty

then the whole week

whenever i feel down i tell myself

thats the real me

but if it is

why do others not think so

why am i still so unloved

why does everyone universaly know

my best friends so much hotter than me

[iwillemoaphrodite]

one of my many goals in life is to dress just slutty enough to displease society........

[iwillemoaphrodite]

i just had a 5 month sh relapse..............

[iwillemoaphrodite]

Started off as some anatomy practice and ended up a great emocore album cover

[iwillemoaphrodite]

we always seem to forget that skinny jeans and side swept hair was in in the 2000s so calling someone not emo if their jeans r baggy or got having a straight fringe (bangs for the americans out there) is not un emo is a rebellion agaosnt the idea emo is dead

its not

its very much living

and modern emos dress w diversity

[iwillemoaphrodite]

OMFG THE SONG TOURNIQIET

[iwillemoaphrodite]

🖤🖤🖤 ........emos can wear tracksuits too......... 🖤🖤🖤

[iwillemoaphrodite]

alr been contacted by a pedo........

[iwillemoaphrodite]

i asked my granny if i need to reheat sm for it tk be safe

she said no and that im too cared for andi. need to start looking after others

then my mum comes out and gets rly anxious bc i didnt reheat it. she insists on doing it for me

they argue

my dad comes out

blames me for starting arguments... i should have picked something less controversial to repair

fuck it im going to school

[iwillemoaphrodite]

ik i wouldnt belive me in place but i was zero percent angry towards anyone this morning

ZERO

.l

[iwillemoaphrodite]

Bumfucking in the Ministers office

what do the ladies whisper

when i turn my back

what coils on their lips

and drues on red and cracks

and set loose the ideas they have wished up

the briming, over flowing alligation cup

the allegations theyve *idealed*

ideas and notions that should neber be revealed

that now linger just bellow the surface

and will come out in the end

of me and my dear friend

bumfucking in the ministerd office

(old poem and fyi i have never bumfucked anyone in the minsiters office)