[animatedtext]

[whitepeopletwitter]

[shemookat]

[shemookat]

None of us were prepared 😭😭

[marchingbandmemez]

Doom

[shemookat]

I’m in dire need of some of that inner peace master shifu told us about.

[shemookat]

I posted this on March 20th. Little did I know....

[shemookat]

Did not age well

[shemookat]

May the fourth be with you

[pretticure]

💉｡: 🎀 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓇𝑒 🎀 :｡💉

[universallyfanearthquake]

When you're fighting All Might's love child and he starts screaming about your daddy issues and breaking every bone in his body

[universallyfanearthquake]

I really wanted to draw jester!kirishima and king!bakugou!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[universallyfanearthquake]

Man! I tried!

[kurgy]

wheres seasons greasons

[kurgy]

[kurgy]

its that time of year again

[lil-m0nsta]

To scared to die... I hate being left out.

To tired to live... mostly cause I hate myself.

[littleemerythatcould]

Me? Relapsing after around six months of being clean? In this economy? Its more likely than you think

[kaleidoscopeofpoems]

A Year Later

Here I sit on my bed

Just like I did a year ago

Then I wanted to be dead

A year later, to just let go

The past descends on me

Like a mansion ceiling

Broken, haunted, dusty,

full of secrets too revealing

Today I want to get away

from the reality that bores me

Was it only yesterday

seemed reality ends before me

Vivid thoughts of knotted rope,

trickling life from out my throat,

laying empty in the road,

flashing thoughts, ghoulish croak.

“Help me!” I wrote my only friend,

the blackest ink from my own veins

A year it’s been, from that draft’s end

every breath accounted for as gains.

A night ago, I did relapse

Saw me, the tilled clay of my flesh

“Why?” I ponder, “if not the past’s

desire for pain new and fresh?”

My character has been evolved

No cravings for once to be undone

But the mystery remains unsolved.

A spider’s web can’t be unspun.

Why can’t I just get rid of these?

Don’t I other ways to cope?

My only hope to be set free

yet I’m addicted to this dope

Perhaps, I’ll find in another year,

I’ll be resistant to the gravity

Today, lift praise for being here

and pray, “Deliver from depravity”

From,

Someone halfway to the other side

with gentleness and love

[moodphasess]

It’s been years since I touched a blade. Why am I turning back now. Things were supposed to be better by now but I’m so much worse.

[y-are-you-still-here]

what have i done

what have i done

what have i done

what have i done

what have i done

what have i done

[whosaidyestome]

i relapsed

again

nothing poetic about it

just worthless

miserable

pathetic

just me

of course i’d come back to it

what did anyone expect

i’m a piece of shit

and it shows