the cold sores on my tongue are really bothering me. this is not okay.

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the cold sores on my tongue are really bothering me. this is not okay.
Looks like the year of 18 is hard until the very end 🔫
Writer's block and all the versions are due Monday. 🔫🔫🔫🔫🔫
Since when did money become a type of bondage in living?
fingerprints
I taste your tears slipping through us, sliding down the curve of your upper lip -
you shiver as I draw them in with a cold rush of air, through my teeth,
untouched,
slips down,
down
down
down
down my throat, I sing a soft tune of sadness that voice their pain and each word makes it through your eyes and ears and your gratitude shows but I cannot swallow them because by the time they make it to my heart each drop morphs into a thorn that pricks my heart and makes it bleed.
yes, your sorrow pricks me but so does my skin as it runs down your arm, drawing shivers and frantic goosebumps that scramble to zip your skin, to leave it flawless, untouched.
you tell me just three words.
portrait frame
if
fallen flowers are considered less beautiful than
fallen leaves that are romanticized
more on the ground in their blushing auburn shades,
reminiscent of pumpkin pie and mustard and cherry red lips -
if those are more fitting for the ground than cotton candy shades of rose, daisy, lavender and magnolia then maybe beauty is forever just a bud
dangling
in the air, hung for view, for attention and advertisement but trapped and chained with an inability to touch Earth, to step down on its feet and spread its wings and juice out life until the last glimpse of sun.
maybe flower petals are the butterfly cocoons that the caterpillar stares up at from the ground both zealously and forlornly. but those on the ground do not know the freedom that they have compared to the frame the flower is stuck in, as a
permanent,
lasting,
suffocating portrait.
K.O. time
Finished my midterm! 장하다 내가 ㅠㅠㅠ (so proud of myself… after battling through emotional hell last week + coughs/sneezes/slight fever even during work and also sudden nausea yesterday around yoga time and dizziness and having twice the usual philosophy homework + quadruple times the usual english homework and trying to reunite with a best friend after a falling-out and losing another friend temporarily…sigh.) ㅋㅋㅋ
I feel like I did well but idk last time I felt that way for my first astr quiz I got 6/10:/ and this is for a girl who isn’t even completely content with a B- b/c she’s still struggling with trying to not force herself to reach supernatural standards all the time when currently just a sick working student trying to merely survive.
Thank You God. Couldn’t have done it without You.
Why is the good silenced?
Nowadays the police are the criminals. Electronics are used to convey emotion. Students must balance homework + earning pay. (Basically playing adult during an already tumultuous time of growth) - & worst of all those who are dark in authority are the ones that receive the most light.