#spitting ink

[bazzpop]

Avocado for the fruit ask. My opinion but I love Spaltoon 2 uwu

🥑 - video games, which ones are your favorite and what console

I have a switch! I love botw, smash, splatoon 2, and mario odyssey just to name a few

I also have an old red wii from when I was little, I still use it every so often to play loz twilight princess

[waterypoetry]

Figuring it out

I don’t know I always kinda wanted to fly But I got tied down a lot, sometimes i’d find pegs in my foot And I always wanted to believe that first love means real love which I guess is unfair to my second love or anyone who comes after I thought being a daughter meant I was strong I thought I could fight currents because the ocean always loved me But he changes tides as often as I change my mind and nothing is ever meant to be I guess I’m growing up effectively if growing means I often can’t even breathe I guess this whole town is a cemetery where I’ve lost some part of me I guess it’s time to leave

The lesson here is no one stays So keep your lungs in good condition

[waterypoetry]

Wake up

It’s the kind of day where you kill the messenger When you lose to God in a game of wits and you’re a sore loser

I wanted to tell you this morning I dreamt I couldn’t have you I dreamt your mouth and lungs belonged to someone else I spent the whole night missing you in ways I’ve never missed anyone

You left for work before I could wake up

It’s the kind of day when any thing that could be good happens before I could wake up

Darling I have spent three years in a treacherous love with my best friend who I made up when I was fifteen She bites with a mouth filled only with teeth

I didn’t know where voice came from

Before you spoke I didn’t know how to tear myself out of anyone until you told me it is okay to be lonely

I want this to be real So I’m waking

[afavoriteson]

Band of Brothers

  There’s you, two of your friends, a bottle or two of whiskey, a case of thirty (just in case), and pack of smokes in this old room

Your screaming over the top of your lungs at each other, because none of you want to be the one that turns the volume down;

-Not on such serenades, ballads, and attacks as are on this playlist- 

unless its to break just to crank your own guitars for a spin;

And speak wishfully of bands and women, of either this name or that- 

all pretend, though not quite in some weird fairyland

It might as well be a well-packed concert hall in here, but its just the three of you 

in a tired old house that’s seen one too many of these  

You shout over shots of whiskey, debating the ins and outs of each band, each song, 

sometimes way too strongly, but that’s just the whiskey

Or it could be what everyone is suppressing inside; the things each of you gathered here to escape or at the very least, suppress.

It could be the anger, not so safely harbored just beneath the shells, the masks you all three wear-masks that read “over it” with pizza stains

you down another shot, and spark up a smoke- the three of you at once, All for one, and one for all.

-Then you repeat the process until the first of you falls 

You’re celebrating nothing, but here’s to pretending- at least until morning 

when the three of you wake, and proceed to breakfast over hangovers and swollen lips

And memories -half drowning. 

[afavoriteson]

Barren

Down by the creek where the water ran dry 

Where the fish found their grave and the rope swing decays

I found an old skull with dead flowers for eyes

He stared up at me from his perch of rattled bones

He said hey there brother, what brings you this way? 

I sat there by the dead mans side and wept,

saying I came for rain and a tide to take me away 

the graveless  gave a laugh full of broken teeth 

gazing up at the rope above, he said it’s the only way out

the only way out, the only way out 

somewhere down the road of thirsting stone

I saw a great fish with nowhere to go

His belly was black, burned by the sun

And maggots fell from his mouth as he spoke

He said brother, if you find that river of hope

Send It back this way soon, send it this way soon

Empty promises behind, I walked ‘til my lips where cracked

And my eyes bore the mark of the crow, angry and slightly cold

Walked till my shoes fell off and my toes burned with the stone

We were all thirsty and alone, all thirsty and alone

Somewhere where hope used to flow.   

[afavoriteson]

Celestial

The moon is my sail,

The Sea my shimmering path

The Tide- fate leading forward

And you, you are the vessel

That carries me to the stars-

To the Heavens where we first met

You are the Hope, the love

That keeps me afloat,

Until Im awakened,

drowning Beneath our wake…

[profisee]

Spitting Ink

[thenonfavourite]