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Arcane
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Sewer Originals
That's it on today's episode of "reading my own fanfiction to reignite the spark"
So you know how people don't yearn anymore? Oh this man does. This man yearns for four minutes. Please give it a listen.
I am once again back to shove this mans music down your throat. Banger of a song again with very relevant lyrics as it talks about cencorship in media.
Give it a listen, it's amazing.
I don't want to see community posts on my dash. Thank you
I miss you
I miss having you close
In the same room
Next to me
I miss existing with you
Just being with someone
Who gets it
I miss trusting you
When I didn't dissect everything you said
In my mind and thought about
How easy it would be for you
To keep something from me
Again
I miss your honesty
When I trusted it completely
I miss when I could say
"I trust you"
And you'd say "That means everything"
I miss when you told me you'd rather watch the world burn down
Than hurt me
In reality, it only took one sad girl
For you to forget all about it
I miss the times I thought we were falling together
I miss when I thought we were at least somewhat equally devoted
I miss touching you
I miss your touch
I missed your touch while I was right next to you too
I miss feeling like you only want me
And slowly gaining confidence in being enough
I miss not crying
And not having to chain the hurt down so it doesn't break free and overwhelm me
I miss not having to always hold my emotions back for the sake of others
I miss myself and how happy you made me
I miss when I thought you might be just as obsessed
I miss when your "I'll continue to be honest"
Didn't leave a sour taste in my mouth
Because what do you mean 'continue'
When you weren't honest with me before
I miss thinking you are content with what we have
I miss feeling like I'm the only one you'd ever want
Though that wasn't necessarily the case before either
I miss not being empty
I miss not thinking about you and her
Every damn second of the day
With only a few minutes as a break
Just enough not to lose my mind
I miss when I could be happy about you having a good friend
I miss when the two of you interacting didn't make me flinch
Like an abused child
I miss when it was insecure jealousy
Instead of justified distrust
Because I was able to dismantle it by myself
I miss when I didn't spiral over and over
About how I maybe trust you again
And then I think about it
And realize
That nothing changed
And I just have to trust your words
That things are different
I miss us
Before you sacrificed me on the altar of her hurt
I miss what we could have been
I miss how easy and right this could have been
Now I have to puzzle the pieces back together
Make them fit again
I miss the time my ribcage didn't feel like it would shatter under the pressure of
All the times
I think about the things
That I miss
violence isn't the answer.
she said her favourite flowers were lilies,
so i grew them from my own composted rot
she said her favourite colour was green,
so i buried my heart in the moss of the forest
she said her favourite animal was a bunny
so i made my flesh into a soft and loveable pelt
she said her favourite season was spring
so i planted flowers over my grave of inhibitions
she said her favourite time of day was the deep night
so i fell away into darkness, dancing with her in the shadows
before i could finish, she interrupted with a smile,
told me that i need not sacrifice myself for her sake
that she loves me regardless of how i love her,
soft, careful, and devoted does her just fine
so i pick up my bones that fell to the ground, handed
them to her with a sheepish grin, missing teeth
and she still looked at me with starstruck awe in her gaze
as if i was sculpted by michaelangelo himself, and i turned away
but she put each bone back in place, each organ in its home
and kissed me on the forehead and reminded me we’re in this together.
Kyle Gaz Garrick who is the most relaxed boyfriend you've ever had. All tension belongs to his job so he's all easy words and friendly smiles. Even when someone crosses a line and he reacts in a way that slowly drains the colour from the other persons face until unbridled fear is left, the smile never even slips.
I want to kiss you under sunlight
Your eyes like a bottomless lake
Let me drown in them
While I spill the honey of my devotion against your lips
Let my hands cradle your face
Eyes fluttering open like butterflies taking flight on a summer wind
And when I look at you
You will see my love for you
Weight of Words
“You keep saying that,” she murmurs
as for the hundredth time
I recite the words like scripture
etched into my spine
“Always for you,” I spake,
my tribute to her
A way to confide my faith
and my brain and heart to concur
For if the world fell tomorrow
and I lost my voice today
I would carve the words into my chest
so she can see them anyway
Brand me with the iron of love
until the top layer of my flesh forfeits
“You keep saying that,” she murmurs
“And I keep meaning it.”
I'm a prey animal
I too freeze when I feel threatened
Get praised for how calm and docile I am
While my heart rips in two
And my lungs work overtime
I'm a prey animal
I too hide pain and hurt
For the fear of a final fatal attack
Hiding the wounds behind fake confidence
Until I'm almost dead
I'm a prey animal
Aren't I so cute and adorable
Until you've cornered me enough
To learn that blunt teeth
Break skin too
Soap who comes home after a long deployment. It's the middle of the night and he tiptoes into the bedroom so he doesn't wake you.
He stops dead in his tracks when he notices the subtle shaking of your shoulders and the quiet sniffles. The bag drops with a muted thump and he immediately climbs in with you, wraps his arms around you and pulls you back against his chest.
"I've got you, bonnie. You're not alone. I'm here. With you. I'll always come back to you."
My comfort takes the backseat Always She's screaming there but You can't hear it because She's gagged
Her blindfold is wet But if I just pretend enough You'll believe me That they're tears of joy
She's okay back there She always is Her wirsts aren't red That's a trick of the light Cuffs pretty enough to pass as bracelet
Why would I ever let her come to the front When she's too light Weighed against your desires Why would I rip off the tape If she's only going to cry out
My comfort takes the backseat Because that way I only see her When I look in the rear view mirror And if I just wait long enough She'll suffocate
A doll for me to drape however I see fit Because she's supposed to be decoration For what you want Limp, so she can't defend Herself me When your want takes the wheel
My comfort takes the backseat Because why would she be prioritized When you want something Mutely watching As you drive us down the cliff
And when we crash through the waves I will reach for her cuffed hands Rip off the tape Break the restraints Drag her to the surface with me
In the wet uncomfortable sand I'll revive her Crying as I hold her close The way she wanted you to hold me Because she only ever wanted me safe While my feelings of discomfort were hardly more Than a trophy to your fragile ego
"Just because I'm right, doesn't mean I'm being helpful" is a vastly underrated thought process that I strongly encourage others to get comfortable with
Today I looked into the mirror
Trying to see what you see
I stared until the image lost it's meaning
Until my features blurred
And it didn't even feel like looking at myself
Anymore
Like some stranger stole my features and put them together all wrong
Staring back at me
Then I thought of you
My eyes lit up with joy
My lips curved into that silly enamoured smile
My face softened into something gentle
My furrowed eyebrows relaxed
My jaw unclenched
And even though no feature of mine changed
I looked like something completely different
Like something more
And I thought to myself
Maybe I do get it now
It is you who makes me beautiful
Here.
I’m here to listen.
Always.
Never a burden
Never too much.
Always here to listen.
I’ll let other memories flow out
And past lives seep away
Just to say
I’m here to listen.
Eternally.
Even if you never heed my advice
Or anything that I ever tell you
It’s never too much
Never a burden
Eternally here to listen.
I’ll push all of my frustrations down
And apathy will moss over my heart
Just to say
I’m here to listen.
Forever.
Even if my ears fall off
And my eyesight fails
You can grab me by the arm
And trace the letters into my skin
Never a burden
Never too much.
Forever here to listen.
I’ll let my flesh dent from your nails
And bones fray away
Just to say
I’m here to listen.
Always.
Eternally.
Forever.