Sta.sh
surprise!
in a mental hospital. getting out soon though so that's good. yeah. updates will follow.
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moving picture shows screw drowning in an obsessionmoving picture shows by ~amy-derfer
that isn't even my own
my intermission started
five months ago
and
although you're all fidgeting
in your seats
waiting for the lights to come back on
the curtain has caught fire
and while you're searching for one of those
popcorn-selling ushers
the director is screaming something about
technical difficulties,
I have quietly vacated the premises,
and maybe it's just my exorbitant love of
parenthesis
but
(when the demons accumulate
I get the fuck out of dodge
so
what did you expect)
waiting almost none of me is ashamedwaiting by ~amy-derfer
for the bitter, inelegant
words
that quietly thud their way from
my tired heart
tired body
tired eyes ears throat
my limbs
sigh themselves through
another day of needing you
break down -collab- Oh later, they'll look back and they'll say "This was the moment." Here it is, the evidence outlined- stories told by the rush of blood in veins and the cracks in the bones, the damage life did before it eventually killed, as it always does. But they'll be wrong as they usually are.break down -collab- by ~darkfeatheredwings
"Darling, didn't you know that life has an expiration date on it?"
It's written right here, in codes that no one can actually read, blood cells and bone cells and growth plates and neuron pathways. See it? Twisted smiles can't fix broken hearts and the explanations they'll hand you later won't hold anything, much less the weight of your grief.
So later, when th
abandonment. there's something about november that always makes me sad. maybe it's the way our breathing starts to hang and it feels like everything you say is going to stick right there halfway to the sky for everyone to see and it'll never go away so you better chose your words wisely or you'll be fucked. or maybe it's how i was almost kissed when i was just a kid but i knew better even though i didn't really but he was older and he stole me into the middle of the night behind the shed and i turned away from him and tried to run back to where i should be. and i guess i always do things halfway so it makes me think of april and how i gave up half of myseabandonment. by ~DamagedHomewrecker
Cindy +Cindy by `queenhrosie
I'll say it again: I don't like you
because your dove colored belted jacket
is made in Malaysia where
little girls are drinking
ale by porch light because
their hair has prisoners tied
to the root. And it's not that
I am the sort of person to normally care,
however, a person can get rather sick
of being fed meal worms and told
to be thankful for the protein. And
because metaphor seems to be lost on you,
I remember standing outside in the early afternoon and there
was a moon over your head, which is odd
and my grandmother used to say was bad luck
while you were knotting my hands into fists.
And because you might deny that
.
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