don’t you want to be skinny?

be free of those eye bags,

those fat legs,

the tangled hair,

the small lashes,

the hairy legs,

your face,

everything?

don’t you want to be pretty?

be honest to yourself.

because you’re not.

_this is a poem to myself because i can’t write this stuff in my journal because i’m afraid my mom will find it, don’t listen to me you guys probably have these features and are b...

why’s there no sound?

no tasks for me to complete?

am i… at peace?

no, that can’t be at all,

i will always have something,

my mind is putting off.

see, i have to work

on that book i’ve been putting off

for a “that girl” transition.

how do i even expect myself to

wake up at 5:00 am

each weekday?

sure, i may have looked pretty

at that party,

but was it really worth it?

is peace… really a thing?...

when trusting you

is the worst choice,

who’s left to trust?...

Friendship, a silly thing,

Getting you obsessed over

Some former stranger,

Only to reveal that you

Have grown a strong relation....

grammar.

grammar.

grammar.

grammar.

grammar.

grammar.

grammar.

grammar.

grammar.

_grammar!_

you see what you’ve done, fire?

you have me spelling out “grammar” ten times while questioning all i have known!

rest in peace, fire’s grammar, who may as well never have existed in the first place… we will miss you deeply…...

(This was a randomized prompt, and I used inspiration for their relation: Shy and shyer. I’ll try to use any recommendations, if you guys give me any!!)

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_Once, there lived a teenage girl named Lilac. She was raised by her grandparents on a small farm, where she learned to make her own ingredients and cook from scratch._

Lilac stared at the paragraph. How coincidental, that her and the main c...

whenever i wake up,

i feel really tired,

but that might be different,

if i was a normal person.

“the average person

take 15 minutes to fall asleep!”

well excuse me…

i take about four or more hours

and get five or less hours

of sleep.

but that’s just me

and my summer schedule....

fire:

how beautiful it is

to watch you burn.

how wonderful it is

to see you turn to ashes.

i am the one

who allows this to happen,

for i am of fire,

the warmth, but don’t get too close.

———🔥———

water:

doesn’t the deep blue below

amaze you?

aren’t i such a beautiful topic?

and yet so unexplored as well.

you want to explore me?

by all means, go ahead!

but don’t say

i didn’t warn you there are d...

memory breathes.

whenever you forget something,

that memory took its final breath....

i reread “i love you, darling - pt. 2” so these are what she would bring (yes the book is called TAINTED RUBY)

-a very large pack containing food that doesn’t expire until a year or more + things on the side to carry water in

-a journal to keep herself entertained with her own feelings

-her phone, which has tons of offline games and emergency internet, again to keep herself entertained

-a solar p...