Creativity in Anonymity

The creative brain vomit that has been begging to be released, is finally getting its chance. Prepare for the spew.

[littleconquererlove]

"Nostalgia: realizing it isn't the period or place that make it nostalgic, but the people whose company made the nostalgia so."

k.o.

[littleconquererlove]

"Look for it, you won't see it. Chase after it, you won't catch it. Yearn for it, and you will feel the nothing you've created."

k.o.

[littleconquererlove]

And who you are is a shame

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My mind said run. My feet didn't move at all. But my heart is somehow lost.

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"I wish when we dream, we could explore the galaxies." "Maybe we do." "Than I wish I could remember."

[littleconquererlove]

Zelda chest reveals

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Unfinished

Let me dust off the pages to these unfinished works. I shouldn't look, I know it will hurt. But the words that are written are so lovely. I could swim in their romance for eternity. But it never ends, it only has sad little tendrils of hopes and dreams and a home. It was never put to rest, a conclusion that can't come to pass, to dream, to be its own. But I revel in these pages. Oh how I revel in these pages. Even though the paper slices through my fingers holding on. I can't help but look at the ink I bled meddled with yours. But it never ends, it only has sad little tendrils of hopes and dreams and a home. It was never put to rest, a conclusion that can't come to pass, to dream, to be its own. This book that I'm holding replaced the one I swore to declare. But I can't place this pain I have on an imaginary cross to bear. You built your life on false, silly, little dreams. But they seem to work, so it seems. They can't read through the lines and see the disguise I only know too well. I know it too well. But the words that I've written are meddled in ink that is mixed with yours. Oh these words I have written are meddled in ink that is mixed with yours. These unfinished works will be left to speak their own story. The ink is too smeared to tell what my own story is anymore. k.o.

[littleconquererlove]

I was lulled into your fantasy, a haunting melody that I cannot forget. How long have I been fighting for a phantom, a masqueraded villain lurking in the shadows. How long have I defended your honor, you smeared with the blood of your slain. You're a creature of the night. You're a beast with no beauty. You destroy what is true and right. With overwhelming self glory and apathy. What you are is a fallacy, Only a haunting melody, a lullaby. Lurking in the shadows, oh how I defended you. Do you see? Do you see? Or are you fooling yourself? You're fooling yourself. Darling, you're fooling the world. But I see you.

[littleconquererlove]

Fuck

Your words took like smoke to the wind. Forgetting where you began. The love you swore to protect is dying slowly. What love do you have to give? And oh I miss you, oh I miss you. But I can’t do anymore. You swore I won’t leave you, I won’t leave you. But the weight you bear is yours… When you said I wasn’t good enough. When you said it was a sign from God. When you declared my own sanity. For the world to behold. Who am I? Who am I? I am everything you made me and more. Who am I? Who am I? The one that bears the cross that was yours.

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I will break my bones in a new way. Against the fractures of the malice you spew. Against the breaks and tears of you. I tried so hard to pick this body up and fight. My muscles ache from this sorrow you deemed right. Where are you now, where are you now? Where is your heart? Where is your fire? Where are you now? Where are you now? Where is your soul? Where is your fight. Where are you now, where are you now? Where is your love, where is your shame? I will stitch my wounds in a new way. To help the hold from the destruction of you. To help them heal from what you do. I tried so hard to fit these pieces together, only to find that all the pieces weren’t there. Where are you now? Where are you now? Where is your heart, where is your fire? Where are you now, where are you now? Where is your soul, where is your fight? And where are you now? Where are you now? Where is your love, where is your shame? You may get glory and fame, but who you are is a shame. You’ve taken it all away, you aren’t the same. I cannot bear anymore, it’s sick what you’re fighting for. How is your home? How is your bed? Are the monsters like you? Or do they fill you with dread?

[littleconquererlove]

[littleconquererlove]

My greatest victory and my greatest defeat have been realizing you're the same as me.

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