#a.s.words

[introspectiveelephant]

Sometimes, you've got to say the words that were left stuck in your throat. Like a bone lodged stuck within the powerful jaws of a (domesticated) sherani stopping her from sounding that mighty roar. You were that bone, And now I've got to pick you out.

Lioness 

I ain’t no pussy, I’m a Sherani *sherani: lioness

[introspectiveelephant]

I'm really sad today and I don't feel comfortable sharing that with anyone right now, but I need to get this sadness off my chest. I'm scared that if I walk out on to the street I'm going to burst into tears. I don't know why. People always think I have this strong and outgoing attitude but it isn't true. I'm so vulnerable and shy and sensitive. I guess I don't let anyone see it. I don't know why I'm so sad right now: loneliness, a weird alienation. But I wish I could surround myself with the people I love instead of being far from them, both in space and in my mind. I think I only have myself to hold responsible, because I push people away. I build up walls between me and others simply by not letting them in. The fact that I'm typing this out, that I only was able to write this out in a virtual wasteland - honestly, I'm still uncertain if I should be writing it. I'm scared to let my guard down. I struggle to trust, there is the only evidence of pain, therefore I can only assume that I must accept that pain rather than drink away into my delusions like every other 20-year old I am surrounded by. The world is a painful place, and no soul means for it to be. We all just transfer pain like we breathe out carbon dioxide. It's all just a big mistake (condoms really aren't helping are they; humans everywhere, pain everywhere). I feel better sharing my thoughts with this virtual space. I wish people were more nonjudgemental, it would make things easy. Easy to breathe.

Akanksha

[introspectiveelephant]

please just cup my face within your hands like the leaves shielding a bud too tender to face the world.

i need your love but we can’t have it 

[introspectiveelephant]

Clothed

Just hide your body in me

While I wear your warmth on my body

Let me be the warm mug that your fingers wrap around 

Dressing my being in the silk spun off your lips 

[letters-and-words-to-people-blog]

To the guy who liked me,

I'm the villain to your story. I'm the witch to your happily ever after. I'm the plot twist everybody hated. I'm the character no one asked for. I'm the one who ruined you guys. You could've just blamed it on your academics. You could've told her you weren't ready. You could've told her your priorities were already set. But why? Why was I included? Why was I the one people pointed their fingers at when they asked what happened to you guys? You could've at least made it subtle. You could've just hid me away. My heart is heavy. Very heavy. Because I feel as though I was the reason why you didn't end up with the ending you wanted. Because I made you steer away from the direction everyone wanted you to go to. Because you liked me. And not her. I want you to fix it. You guys are perfect for each other. You could find a way back to her. She's just waiting for you. Don't let her go. Not for me. ~a.s.

[letters-and-words-to-people-blog]

To the class president,

“Do not eat” WHAT THE FUDGE IS THAT SPOON DOING IN YOUR MOUTH YA PIECE OF KNEE SCAB. Breathe in, breathe out A. You look at us and humiliate us if you see us eat inside the classroom. Please stop being a hypocrite and eat outside. Or shout at yourself. I don't really care. I hope you're going to be more mindful, mkay? ~a.s.

[letters-and-words-to-people-blog]

To the best group of people,

I miss you.

~a.s.

[letters-and-words-to-people-blog]

To the potential best friend,

That potential is slowly withering. You point out my mistakes, shortcomings and flaws. You don’t laugh at my jokes. You hit me. All the freaking time. Even when I’m clearly doing something. I guess I too do the same. More to say that we can’t be best friends. Oh and why can’t you get along with the group? You discovered that and now what? You’re silent and uninterested. Am I stuck in the middle again?

~a.s.