#trying here

[thedevilinmybrain]

Morgan Harper Nichols’ ‘Let July be July’

[stillcosmic]

okay so isobel definitely showed up with bagels the morning after the real malex first date hehe

[the-dreamy-poet]

Junior Year

I come back from camp a whole new person.

It was so refreshing to find people out there who were not toxic and didn't try to manipulate me at all.

I come back salty, rude, and not going to take anyone's anything.

Camp changed me and people could tell.

I was more open.

I was more sure of myself.

My so called friends didn't like that idea.

They didn't like who I was growing into as a person.

The girl whom I thought was my best friend turned out to not like the new me.

It was a year of sobbing, anxiety and panic attacks, and so much more.

I found my people though so that's all that really matters.

That's all I can stomach of that awful year! But I can write so much poetry based on that one year holy cow!

[anonymouslyworded]

I feel really old and tired,

My hearts been retired,

It literally seems like the world is currently a ball of fire,

I hope youre okay and in a way im glad I didnt stay,

I want the world to feel better,

Its been a year now,

And in a way i hope you miss me too amid this mess,

Funny how when things that are out of your hands are crumbling you find a way to feel okay,

Even if youre stuck in 1100 square feet with a family of four,

And a dog and a cat and my anxiety,

It's only a little crammed in here,

And not because of them,

So here I sit thinking of you,

I cut my hair and dyed it colors finding a way to grasp something,

Somehow remembering for no reason at all you dont like colored hair,

Im pink and purple now, still thinking of you,

And maybe it's the joint or the end of the world,

But some way some how and with a pinch of petty,

Probably the joint,

I'm pleased in this mess you could like the change you see,

Even if it was just a stupid like,

Of my new pink and purple,

In a profile pic

- I think this is stir crazy and I cant apologize for shitty poetry because of it

[metryingtostudyandbeproductive]

Day 6

Today I decided to take a little break from studiing since I had the essay writing competition (or something among those lines). I think I did pretty well, but I can only hope that the person correcting it will like my style. These past days I have to say I was quite good- I vacumed the house, read the books I had to, studied chemistry and psychology (although not as productively as I'd wished). I did almost everything on my to do list.

Today I took a break and rested a bit. I worked out and slept and listened to music. I called both my grandparents (I had planned that for so long) and they were all very happy! Sadly I can't visit them anytime soon with this whole corona virus thing, but hopefuly it will all settle for easter at least.

Now I'm going to bed, but I'll write my to do list for tomorrow first:

- clean the bathrooms

- do maths homework

-do the essay

- do the english essay

- start studying history

- workout

Now this might be a bit ambitious since I also have to get that guitar amp I've been eyeing, but we'll see. I hope to check at least 4 off of this list.

Good night!/ hava a nice day!

[barmaidrobinscave-blog]

Inspired by the “2003 Special: 'Twas the Fight before Christmas”

Just getting to know Vectors >:D

And wanted to share it~

I actually prefer the second version without much colors and the background for some reason (which is that I suck at backgrounds)

[moonlightcanavalia]

I will soon forget the color of your eyes.

I want to try and write something for the first time, if it sucks, it sucks. But I won’t know until I give it a shot I guess? I’ll write for Dabi. Because even tho I’m all for Todoroki (Shoto) I’m having Dabi feels.

There will be swearing, I swear a LOT. So I guess it will slip here too.

- The sun is shining, birds are singing, you can hear people laughing; and all you want to do is scream at everyone to fuck off. Why is everyone else so happy except you? How has it been nearly a year already and he hasn’t reached out since that night? All you want to do is go back to sleep and try to remember his warmth, those intoxicating eyes. -Slowly you close your eyes and try to drift off back to sleep...until you sit back up-. “His eyes...Wait...What exactly was that shade?” Slowly it dawns on you. The one thing of his where you saw purity and raw emotion...Suddenly gone. “How?” You ask yourself. Getting up from your bed, you try to shake off those thoughts. “Not today. I have to finally move on and accept that everything that has happened, is in the past. I can’t keep dwelling in the past. I’m already a sad sack of shit, for fucks sake.” You say to yourself and chuckle. Giving yourself a little pep talk you decide to go out to the mall, you need the distraction anyways. “Almost a year. Fuck it, fuck him, fuck everything. I’m over it, It’s time to finally move on. I deserve happiness.”

And here I am stuck until I come up with something else if I get the motivation 😂