Peter Pan
Peter Pan
Sep 23, 2013

I saw some one
Who looked like you
The other day
My heart stopped
Wrong place
Wrong time
It wasn't you
And I'm moving on

Bria Prior
Mar 4, 2011

I write in thieves argot
I'm far gone......too deep to resurface
not worth it, go further
into my mind, i'm blind to the time
Life is fleeting, and i am bleeding
needing    to        get        by
  while i get high......
Passing the day,
in a way, that keeps me dragging too slow
with no where to go
stuck in the muck, without any luck
pain struck while i fuck myself
into the ground,
with no sound       to    wake    me
I ramble on, gambling on
unlucky eyes
send in spies to cut ties
with my past, the memories last
carve my name in your heart
we fell apart.............

here        gone              forgotten

Apr 3

When I am in statistics I cannot focus
because the world around me is ending in my mind
slowly fading into something without meaning
until I cannot breathe and I have to leave
to go cry in the bathroom.

When I am in my statistics class I cannot focus
because there is a boy there who looks like my favorite porn star
I know what his penis looks like
     or might look like
     Schrödinger's dick in a box.

I cannot help but stare at him and
picture him in gym shorts and no boxers
or cargo pants and no boxers
or just in boxers

It's an uncomfortable feeling of morbid intrigue that
makes me tap my toes too fast.

I want to know him.

I want to tell him that
I love the way he smiles
and laughs and communicate s
and makes sure everyone is safe and happy.

I can only watch porn that has behind-the-scenes features.
It's comforting to know that
everyone is happy and
everything is consensual and
everyone is having fun.
I get too invested in these people, too attached -

One time I had to give up
and take a moment to breath
because I was just so overwhelmed with pride
Like a parent watching their kid graduate after all their hard work.

And that feeling is not okay.

And seeing that boy in my class is not okay,

Because I feel so proud of all he's accomplished
So when he answers a question right in class all I can think about is
When he sucked a dick on camera for the first time
And the first time he licked whipped cream off another man's nipples
And it's very distracting.

When I am in statistics I cannot focus
because I start to worry that I will fail this class
and then I start to worry that I will hate my future
and then I worry about having a future in the first place,
bunching up into an unfocused, panicking, asthmatic mess.

The porn star boy is a distraction.

It's because of him that I'm passing this class.

( and in a way, a stupid, silly way,
it's because of him that I'm alive. )

#anxiety   #help   #college   #porn   #failing   #statistics  
Dada Olowo Eyo
Dada Olowo Eyo
Sep 26, 2014

Aye! A look alike?
Such fearsome semblance,
He boasts untamed advance,
Daring a counter strike.

Dec 15, 2014

when i was a little girl
i never questioned the scars
my father gave me
i just liked how they made me
and my mother look alike

#home   #abuse   #father   #mother   #nostalgia   #family   #house   #violence  
And see a look-alike of
Kayla Denara Prentice

I take a step away
And see a look-alike of
Next to a pseudo-Usher.

Thrown backwards
With leaves flying to their dying branches.

And I,
Born to be whatever anyone ever needed,
Could not lose myself in her.

y volcano destroy the movie-set citadel look-alike **10** words
Steven Fried
Jun 17, 2013

Volcanic destruction. 2 words
A volcano destroys the citadel. 5 words
A tiny volcano destroy the movie-set citadel look-alike 10 words
A paper machet volcano spurts water and melts the miniature ice-city for a home movie 15 words
Did i amplify or detract?

Conceptually what grew and what shrank?
Maia Victoria
Maia Victoria
Jul 19, 2013

We match
Look alike
And say the same things.
We write shitty poetry
And love shiny rings.
We have the same thoughts
The same voices,
Same minds,
And it is almost like
We're not one but two of a kind.

So, as some of you know, I semi-recently found out I have all these illegitimate half siblings. Cool, right? Well I was just skyping with one of them and it was seriously sketchy. We were so alike. I don't even know how to describe it. It's crazy!
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