Feels kind of like coming outI will use some of my writing as inspiration for paintings and vice versa. Hopefully I don't run out of things to say.
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Stream Of Conscious - Dark DayI've got a cage full of other people's words stashed in the drawer beside my bed. I'll burn it when I go, soak in it gas and watch it immolate. It's personal and I don't want to leave anything behind. I need it all to do this.Stream Of Conscious - Dark Day
There won't be a party or fanfare, I doubt I'll even tell anybody. Clean break, fresh start question why why why. I will be steadier away. I don't want to be known.
Free.
Responsibility free, expectation free. Expectations are a trap. I don't want to care any more.
Not because it hurts. Because it's hard. Default is null.
Fighting too long against it, for
by ~nix-this
Is it still abuse?It was a subtle poison that you spread into me Streams of accusation erode me completely With a good hard look and a hard good shake It took much too much for my anger to awakeIs it still abuse?
It was a subtle poison that you forced into me All the aggravations submerged me so deeply You took what you wanted and you thought that I was it If that were the case then why need me to submit
It was a subtle poison that you worked into me Eat away at my support till I'm swarmed in tragedy You loved my independence but you wouldn't let me out Suspiciously misreading all that I was about &
by ~nix-this
The snake eats it's tailI can't talk to you without getting angry.The snake eats it's tail
I phoned you this evening to make sure you were all right. You told me that you weren't going to go to rehab because you didn't think it would work and I broke.
I won't cry for you ever again. (I yelled instead.)
You're going to meetings again. You went to aadac today. You want a fucking cookie.
I did that the first time. The second time. The third time. All the way up to the seventh. There comes a point when you just have to stop encouraging pointless behaviour. Einstein said it best, "Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expectin
by ~nix-this
Sad Girl Across the RoomI fell in love with you from across the room.Sad Girl Across the Room
Your quiet sadness pulled my gut and made me flush with heartache. It was the perfect moment when you saw that I saw the cup tremble between your perfect hands.
You looked away but didn't blush, crushing my dreams and stinging my pride. I blinked hot tears and felt the shame burning on my skin as I saw our feeble future unfulfilled.
I looked again, I couldn't resist. This time you smiled.
I shuffled forward, faltering.
My sneakers chuffing on the tile and the pulse pounding in my ears were the soundtrack of my body drawing nea
by ~nix-this
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I remember you from trainsThe next train to depart from Platform One will be the four-thirty-two, Flinders Street, stopping all stations to Flinders Street except East Richmond.I remember you from trains
...And right on time again, she shows up. Yellow t-shirt and denim skirt. Today, she’s wearing glasses that I haven’t seen her with before and they make her look like a librarian, especially combined with the long, deep, deep, brown hair. I don’t need to look her up and down like I have in the past. I have her memorised. After seeing her every Sunday at the same time for six weeks, I could almost convince myself that I know her. After all, I have seen a multitude of her moods. I know ho
by ~timbaxter
TriptychTriptychTriptych
[One]
You! DudeOnTrain! To you I am A Goddamn Glamour Girl Your Ava Gardner One More Chance You Didn’t Take A Moment You Let Pass.
But You Seem Fucking Desperate So Your Perceptions Are Impaired And I’m Afraid Therefore I Exclude You From The Academy.
[Two]
You! SupposedFutureSelf! I beg you are you serious?
Half a metre and 3.5 kilos of living meat?
How did you deal with a fucking alien inside?
Thanks, I think I’ll pas
by ~sankatze
I don't just bite my nailsI don't just bite my nails
I don't just bite my nails:
I bite the skin off a --corner of finger. To give myself - a taste of a tool of
creation.
by *fraterm
blowing grasses, caterpillarsblowing grasses, caterpillars
blowing grasses; caterpillars riding the slender stalks.
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a tall, striped dress; umbrella on the porch
at night.
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on the hill across the valley:
summer continents, you purple wildflowers!
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forgot my letter - three times past the bullfrog who is not singing.
*** &
by ~boundlessgravity
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It may prove you have questionable judgment, but that will only make us closer.
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