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Stolen from Bluesky. I have no idea where it originated and do not care to look. If you made this meme or know who did, give yourself/them a hearty pat on the back.
April: Okay, guys, what is your biggest fear?
Mikey: Losing my brothers.
Raph: Losing my brothers.
Leo: Losing my brothers.
Donnie: Entropy, the eventual heat death of the universe, how we’re nothing more then random atoms floating in a dark void of nothing…I-I mean, losing my bothers…yeaaaaahhhhh….
Identity Crisis
© Yolanda Poh
Being a being is so stressful. I even don't want to be nothing. I simply don't want to be anything, not even the nothing thing.
Sadia Hakim
A dusky night with a hazy due, I recollected my thoughts to cope up with the way things have been. Somehow I always do that, reshuffling the deck of life to feel better. Sometimes it helps, sometimes, it definitely doesn't. It's a try to change the perspective, and try to polish the night a little. Was the moon always this blurred? I am losing the sight of the visionary self I was. The moonlight used to be my crutch, now it's gone, nowhere to be found. I see people from the past doing better than me, it doesn't really bother me but it kind of hurts to see myself lagging behind. Everyone moves ahead when I stand still. The fear of missing out, always kills me, and I fail to do anything about it. At this point, even writing all of this seems to be just an escape and I feel I will lose the sense of this as well, soon. When that happens, I'll be as alive as a dead poet.
Gotta tell you all peeps that accidentally come across this post
Lying in bed at 2AM and then you’re suddenly hit with the
I cannot comprehend what dying will be like
Is NOT fun. Cause I legit just had a 2 second panic attack over the matter and will now not be going to sleep ever.
Dani Shea aka Shea Stardust is a 24-year-old poet originally from Detroit, MI. Her poetry focuses on philosophy, spirituality, humanity, religious trauma, existential fear, generational trauma, and more. She can usually be spotted stargazing, daydreaming, or (more likely) living in delusion, and crying in public. She currently resides in the middle of nowhere Tennessee with her lover, and her cat. Her greatest dream is making people cry with her words.
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