#it's ok...

[charlottenewtons]

watched the first 3 episodes of Andor...this is the show people were raving about, really???

[hyuckiestarz]

Any requests? MORE DOWN BAD DREAMIES (ESP RENJUN!!!) also im the same anon as the exam with the three dead doves and the broken phone and i have another one next week so i deserve it/jk dont feel pressured :*

i will never escape the down bad series will i....

[faketokufan]

...i have complicated feelings about the man...

[friku8706]

Poetry Vent Alert

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Ache.

Break.

Too much to take, what will i make?

I cant be fake, the pain is hard to shake.

Like a dull, dim fire thumping an empty air.

My young mind wonders with ponder and hopeless thoughts that think, "That was unfair."

My hair hangs long, it's simple and plain, brown and rough like an old, discarded carpets stain. What a shame.

Ones held close have begin to cut short, as invisible hands reach to grasp them... My friendships are fasted.

But i should've known what was had couldnt have lasted.

Maybe in two years, a decade, a century it'll change. As maturity grows and my age reaches range.

But now it's cold... And my mind is starting to rail. Suddenly i wish i could pack my things to set sail....

A doodle or two, that's all i can manage. Who knows in what amount of time, but there's already been damage.

"Im too sensitive." I say, a phrase I've told myself a many time. "But they're the ones who seem to act like you've done a crime..."

I dont hate them, how could i, in fact my respect still hangs. But I'd give so much just to talk... To make amends, to not be left so confused and feel like i have to depend....

The bonds were too sweet. Too good to be true. And now i suppose i must find something new...

I still have some I love. I appreciate them dear... But sometimes i cant resist the occuring fear.

A fear of loss, that I'll mess up again. And once more... Lose another friend.

But maybe they were onsided? Those past friendships i held dear... The ones that have snapped, and wetened me with tears.

Perhaps i thought too into it... After all, their lives and preference arent my business.

My young mind still thinks and ponders, wondering and sauntering among lonely waters.

A young soul that's been pinched and hung up to dry. Because sometimes when memories strike me, it's hard not to cry.

But i try. I try to keep going. After all, my life is still growing...

What's done is done, and there's no changing the past. But i hope, i wish, and I'll even pray that the good things yet to come will surely last...

Maybe in a couple years i wont care. I've had my fair share and to attempt conversation with those who i held dear? .... I wouldnt dare.

Not that i could. And not that i should.

Days will come and days will pass. I'll sit and think and eat and drink, and I'll sleep and draw, and I'll get faint wonders of law.

I wish i didnt care. I wish the images of those I've known i didnt stare. But that thought of what's happened still comes by....

"Was it fair?"

[haxxy]

don’t let societal norms pressure you into saying that twizzlers are good.

[momforaminute-x]

Mom, it's ok...

[riddvler]

it's ok to cry in bed all day all night :)