girl help i’m about to send myself into another i hate my art and will never get anyway and want to kms spiral. ack
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girl help i’m about to send myself into another i hate my art and will never get anyway and want to kms spiral. ack
me, staying up a little to get some work done:
my hand: what if. i decided now was a good time to start hurting real bad
me: what if i lopped you clean off. what if i sliced you into bits. what i roasted u over an open flame how about that
Sammi is so upset that it's 4 am and we haven't hecking gone to bed!!! She did four whole rounds between the bed and the desk and this was her last desperate attempt to get me to go to sleep.
I have things to do!! The glass desert to restore!!!
So it goes with these things
Love is but a puppet
On a single string
Trying to comprehend
The movements of its limbs
As if one fortunate tug
Could alter fate
And keep it upright
Everlasting
We crave to be entangled
But cannot see
Beyond the floor boards
Of our stage
Where Pinocchio did sing
Where we euphorically applauded
Without listening to the lyrics
Never listening
Never * Edit: I keep forgetting when to shut up! and to strip these poems to their core. Gonna leave it like this so I might not forget again.
Huh apparently going to sleep at 5 am and waking up at 9 am every day this week wasn't a sustainable sleep pattern
*gritting my teeth* its just preseason, you can go to bed. It's just preseason, you can go to bed. Its just
Ugh my brain just won't quit
I'm going to bed, g'night