Poetry / Art

she/her | 25 | ISTP-A Writer|Illustrator @mx7net

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I do boundaries and bitchcraft. 🖤🪄

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I learnt a lot when I left a lot behind. Few of them, you need them in your life not because it is important but it is necessary. So is leaving someone behind or letting someone go off, from your life. It is a necessary. It is high time we learn this.

It is time we understand, the art of letting something and someone off, is beautiful.

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Can I ask a question to myself? If I do that, will I find an answer to all the knots in my mind rn. Isn't answering your own question, going to create more knots inside.

See that's how it works. It does create some kind of 'knotty' situation there.

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Now that's a loop of knottiness.

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Can I ask a question to myself? If I do that, will I find an answer to all the knots in my mind rn. Isn't answering your own question, going to create more knots inside.

See that's how it works. It does create some kind of 'knotty' situation there.

[planetahmane]

Reblog this and I’ll grant you one wish.

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The life between a ' I should be posting often ' to ' why haven't I posted for a while ' is crazy.

BTW give a check to my profile, it's brand new, it's refreshing with all blues this time.

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rn I am staring at this bulb in white from the ceiling to my dining room. I am at the opposite side near the half opened window, wearing a black t shirt and leather pants glazing the room, closely besides me also looking at the outer world through another window of the same room. There's a woman waiting outside smiling at me softly while I am just blank with zero emotions on my face. There's some red wine in front of me, my intrinsic thoughts telling me have a sip, but my body does not respond to any simulations. I then felt having a glass of water, should quench my thirst, but the jug is so far to where I am sitting rn and I am so lazy. I wrote this when I was also glancing at every details around me. And now my fingers ache a little from typing, so let me just stop. Wait, I need that jug of water and one of you to take me somewhere, so if you can, please find me with all the little details I provided.

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maybe I am a lil too toxic nowadays. And I love it.

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on few Thursday's I sit, and see myself trying to summarize how her life would have been a different living, if she had not chose to write her first poetry then. how my emotions would have had their colors nothing similar to now, if only, I hid them inside the smiles. how my death bed would have called me sooner towards him, if it wasn't for my, this poetic life. a few days, I wonder how even, was writing a poetry on the last page of the book, happened to be a call for my sober life. how would I have had to describe, the flowers, words, and even emotions if I wasn't a poet now. how would my life, have made its go' being on a different path from what it is already. maybe, I would have not found such a poetry ever if it wasn't for myself who wrote that; or maybe I would have, only if it is for some other poet who wrote it better than I could ever write. sometimes, I think about how, a lot of things I have it right with me, would have been not mine if it wasn't for my own mind and heart that told me to sit back and write that poem. I might have found something else than just writing a poem and scribbling my thoughts - but I could not been a more happier child than what I am right now. my poems, they make me so happy and give my life a living, I could ever put myself into.

sometimes, I think about how, a lot of things I have it right with me, would have been not mine if it wasn't for my own mind and heart that told me to sit back and write that poem. I might have found something else than just writing a poem and scribbling my thoughts - but I could not been a more happier child than what I am right now. my poems, they make me so happy and give my life a living, I could ever put myself into.

and to a few more years, or months, or even days I live, I am and will always be happy with myself for choosing to write and scribble my thoughts on paper, rather than stopping myself from what I had to.

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Nothing seemed to be alright, so I slept.

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Let it go, let it go

Can't hold back anymore

Let it go,

Let all the worst times go,

And only good be ours.

[raxxshaastumbles]

Funny how we read lines from our favorite book, highlight them but never go back as we should.!

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Okay, so I just started an instagram account for all my illustrations (basic arts) and thus the page here @ruishaaarts I will put the link here. Anytime I meet a new follower who loves my feed might have a look at this and follow me there.

https://instagram.com/ruishaaarts?igshid=NjZiMGI4OTY=

Artworks a few, that would probably go to your saves.

[raxxshaastumbles]

I met this very beautiful woman in a place where I use to hate her on the first go and look at me now, I have found a best friend and we are 3 am partners ofcourse!