Miranda Renea

Just a lost girl trying to find her way.

[zodiacmind]

Fun facts about your sign here

[sometimes-now]

@michaelangelnyc

[callistojewelry]

Hope everyone is having a sweet and peaceful start to their weekend ❤️

[trippyxpanda]

A Reminder; 

Weep not, lost girl.  Time is your friend. Love will come again,  Just like, sometimes, It must come to an end. Mind your lessons,  Lost one. You’ve Learned this all before.  Your heart burns with  The fire of a Phoenix, It will live once more. 

[trippyxpanda]

Hi, I enjoy your poetry and found you about 2 years ago. May I use the poem Train Tracks in a piece of artwork. I love it. I am a part time book artist and have a group show where everything needs to be 75% recycled material. I am stitching teabags onto a railroad spike and setting that into some other railroad metal I found, and I'd like to print your poem onto the tea bags. thank you, Patrick Beggs patrickbeggs at gmail Raleigh NC

This means the world to me, and I’m so sad I’m just seeing it now! I’ll shoot you an email but, for what it’s worth, you are more than welcome to use my poem! 

[trippyxpanda]

Hello, It’s been about 3 or so years since I’ve been on here.  

I stopped using it because I cared way too much that I never got any followers, or notes, or likes, or much of anything. 

The older you get the more you realize, “likes” and “notes” and popularity are useless. 

I’ve been going through a really tough time recently, and I don’t think any of my old friends still use this. Which is exactly why I decided to get back on. 

I need an outlet. I don’t give a rat’s ass about being popular anymore. I want a space where I can write to more than just paper, because even if no one ever reads what I have to say, I know there are people out there that could. And that seems a lot less lonely than confining it to my purple journal.

So this is me now. I’m 23, I smoke way too many cigarettes, and I still have a habit of falling way too hard, way too fast. I almost died in a car accident 2 years back, and found myself in handcuffs 6 months after that. I’m doing everything I can every second of the day to be a better person than I was before, and this is my story. I hope some of you tag along for the ride. 

[idealixtic]

[stability]

[mortalghost]

Sutured skies can’t deny The breaths that are misspent. We lay and lie, Throughout the night, In passioned moments lent. Birthed under a silver moon Reminding of a magic’s kiss. We lay and lie, Lust Intertwined, Forever to be missed.

H. Murcia 12/13/2016 9:09AM (via mortalghost)

[e-motionality]

[n-u-d-e-s-t]

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[xoxohomeless-deactivated2022080]

The older I get the more I begin to sadly realize I’ll never be the leader of an unholy legion of cats that help me take over this shit world.

Maybe growing up just means not lying to yourself anymore.

[design-is-fine]

[dsxsbx]

Laguna Beach // Eric Rubens

[trippyxpanda]

You look amazing

Aww thanks, bet you're a cutiepie too 😙

[trippyxpanda]

Been years and years since I posted a selfie. Here's an update on my face

[gabellls]

[trippyxpanda]

Been awhile.

It's been so long since I've been on here.

So long since I thought anyone might care about what thoughts run through my head.

Perhaps no one does. Regardless, I should. I used to write to immortalize myself. My words have much more time than I.

I guess I stopped believing I had anything worth leaving behind. Well, no more.

This is a promise. I will leave something of worth behind, because who I am is worthy.