the way your undeceived soul loves me is unfathomable
I hurt you, despise you, and even wish the worst for you
while you stay at my side, crying with love
like a weeping angel with the beauty of a dove
why do you do this to me?
it's almost like you're trying to hurt me with your persuasive intellect
the way you move inspires me
it almost hurts to love you
like it could nearly **** me
what's the real way to love
if I'm not doing it right?
what's the real way to hate
if it all hurts me in the process?
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 1:58 PM UTC
Essence of what you desire
Drowns out the smoke, feeds the fire.
Kisses await, so does the flame
Oh i hate you
But i swear i hear your love calling out my name
A pleasing aroma of death
A love that captures my every breath
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:14 AM UTC
Oh its amazing how people can reflect on you
Change your way of thinking
Way of life
Throw away the evidence
Care about the knife
Just because its a reflection of you
Women find it too easy
To love to hurt to cry about it
While it hits every nerve
They find it pleasing
Just because it doesn't show your inner self
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:06 AM UTC
The ethnicity that i state
Isn't considered a cult or secret society
a group of individuals that state their play
Is the life and the truth and the only way
I've made my claim you decide the rest
Love me, use all of my youth put me up to the test
Because im not gonna sell myself to all this fortune and fame
Better yet every thing i do is marked with your name
I’m the pottery that lays on your shelf
I won’t bite the hand that feeds me
I know its kinda hard to tell
My god mold me into your kingdom of glory
I will do anything just put me in your story
I've decided to put myself away from this mess
So ressasure im good for this life
I'll be your work of art work of pottery
Tell me how
I can tell you know what im feeling now
And it's a feeling i can’t get over
The love you have for me is crazy
But maybe just maybe
You'll teach me things my father never did
To love, to care, to feel the same
I've made my claim you decide the rest
Love me, use all of my youth put me up to the test
Because im not gonna sell myself to all this fortune and fame
Better yet every thing i do is marked with your name
I’m the pottery that lays on your shelf
I won’t bite the hand that feeds me
I know its kinda hard to tell
My god mold me into your kingdom of glory
I will do anything just put me in your story
I've decided to put myself away from this mess
So ressasure im good for this life
I'll be your work of art work of pottery
Tell me how
Ooh, ohh ohh ohh
Tell me how
Ill be that work of art
Pottery
pottery
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:05 AM UTC
hello darling i'm calling you from a thousand miles away,
to tell you i miss you and i think about you everyday,
but between the silver lining there is communal pain,
that's all just keeping me sane
and i've thought about the future we've kept
and there's just something that's pulling me down
It’s the same old ache in a different skin
and im wondering what we could have been
If this is the price for the love i cant ignore
then say no more
I’m paying every cent today
i feel your love breaking my thoracic wall
and i think your sadistic love is behind it all
but im here to fix you not break you
and you told me that you had no emotion
so i broke my skull and showed you what its like
and now i'm all monotone
but if that's the price i have to pay
ill do it anyway
Id go through surgery just to say i made it
To honor, adore, to sympathize
The feeling that i have for you is unreal
Dear god this all just feels so surreal
It’s the same old ache in a different skin
and i'm wondering what we could have been
If this is the price for the love i cant ignore
then say no more
I’m paying every cent today
i feel your love breaking my thoracic wall
and i think your sadistic love is behind it all
but im here to fix you not break you
and you told me that you had no emotion
so i broke my skull and showed you what its like
and now im all monotone
but if thats the price i have to pay
ill do it anyway
Id do it anyway
Do it all for you
Tell me what im missing
It all you
I love you
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:04 AM UTC
Man 1: go, and don’t F-ing disappoint me. Or I can have you cut down. You are not needed. You're only a piece of cloth to clean our messes in the end. Break a leg!
Astraea: Oh dear god.
When I find myself in times of trouble
my thoughts run to me
they say "i'm not enough"
and hurt me anyway
ive read my bible
i havent got in a mess,
and i learned how to pray
he put me up to the test
but they kept me waiting
closed the door
i started pouring tears,
they couldnt hear me sayin
"oh, ive found the one for me maybe"
and "oh i love him and he calls me lady"
"but he ran away and he hasn't been calling me lately"
"and im still wonderin if im his baby
please stop him from running from me,
running from me,"
I saw your car turn the corner of the street
Thought for a second you were coming back for me
But the tail-lights faded and the night stayed cold
Just another promise that didn't take hold
Still waiting for the sound of you
waiting for that to unfold
but you kept me waiting
closed the door
i started pouring tears
you couldn't hear me saying
"oh ive found the one for me maybe
and "oh i love him and he calls me lady
but he ran away and he hasn't been calling me lately
and im still wonderin if im his baby
please stop him from running from me,
running from me,"
Now the phone is ringing and it’s finally you
But I’m busy living like I’m someone new
yea im doing what i always do
But I don’t hear the knocking like I did before
at least its not me any more
and i kept you waiting
closed the door
you started pouring tears
i couldn't hear you saying
"i've found the one for me maybe
and "oh i love her and she calls me her baby"
but she ran away and she hasn't been calling me lately
and i'm still wondering if i'm the one to call her lady
please stop her from running from me,
running from me,
running from me,"
and he kept me waiting!
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:03 AM UTC
Drown me in the hierarchy,
Climb up the ladder see my rank,
Find me in the middle
See what the h### I've gone through,
Host a discipline talk
Tell me what im not allowed,
And threaten me with poison,
Of others screeching and yells
You say you saved me from worse
Quote that one bible verse
And say that it's all alright,
Called me up to define you
Now i have declined you
I won’t warn you of the bad
Find the bubbles of the words
And I'll bathe in them,
Fill the water up with spite
And I’ll decide,
Don’t burn me to the ground
Just cause i won’t chase you down
Your authority feels like ACID on my tongue
Ah- acid, acid, acid on my tongue,
Ah- acid, acid, acid on my tongue,
Clean up all the mess that you've made,
Because i don’t deserve your scold
Fix all of your oblique tiles
I'm tired of walking these narrow isles,
You took my kindness for granted
Now i have abandoned
All of your lies.
Bathe me in the words
Of your kids
that have been led astray.
Let me fix all their mistakes
And I’ll cut to the chase
I won’t let you burn the sane.
Find the bubbles of the words
And I'll bathe in them,
Fill the water up with spite
And I’ll decide,
Don’t burn me to the ground
Just cause i won’t chase you down
Your authority feels like ACID on my tongue
acid , acid, acid on my tongue,
acid , acid, acid on my tongue,
acid , acid, acid on my tongue,
Man 1: We're getting a lot of funds from our story
Man 2: Too bad she didn't actually choose to stay
Man 1: Let's give the audience what we want. It will get her out of solitude. I think she's going insane.
Man 2: Didn't I tell you not to give her that much?!
Astraea: Please god. I don’t want to feel this anymore. I don’t want to see them hurt anymore.
The voice: Soon you will be put on showcase. Sneak out of the show afterwards and then put anesthetic in their coffee. It will numb them so they won’t feel the stab in the back.
Astraea: But I don’t want to hurt them.
The voice: Best you could do.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:02 AM UTC
I’m looking through the glass at a building made of stone
The Department of Justice, sitting on its throne.
I see the tall furniture, I see the heavy hearts,
But nobody is moving, nobody wants to think.
There’s a stack of files, 23K deep
While the world is screaming, the lawyers don’t do anything
I am the witness, I’m recording every name
But the DOJ is busy deleting all the blame
It’s the SILENCE of the briefcase, the SILENCE of the pen
Dropping all the charges on the Institutional men.
They call it "REJECT" I call it “silent intellect"
For every single victim that they didn't want to respect.
"Self-disclose the crime," they say, "and we will let it go"
Give the big guys a secret pass so nobody will know.
Make them all cry and don’t let it show
There’s a stack of files, 23K deep
While the world is screaming, the lawyers don’t do anything
I am the witness, I’m recording every name
But the DOJ is busy deleting all the blame
It’s the SILENCE of the briefcase, the SILENCE of the pen
Dropping all the charges on the Institutional men.
They call it "REJECT" I call it “silent intellect"
For every single victim that they didn't want to respect.
the DOJ is quiet, and the Elites are in the clear
Because SILENCE is the only thing the people get to hear.
Update one: The files are empty.
Update two: The sirens are off.
Update three: are you there? Hello?!! Why In the h### Do you not hear me? Hello?!!!! Ugh. stupid telephone blocked my access.
Man 1: Now we don’t have to hear her run her mouth.
Man 2: Let's just keep her in solitude. solitary confinement. What she’s used to anyway.
Time: 2:20
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:01 AM UTC
There once was a lady,
Excluded from life,
And thrived on her own in purgatory,
She had her own serenity somewhere nobody else was,
And nobody knew she was alive,
But then people from a world way beyond her limits found her,
Extracted her from the purgatory,
And held her hostage as a viewer of the world.
All she had to do was watch the world and give these elitist people updates,
Now these people lived and secluded themselves on earth,
And could not transport themselves unless they killed themselves.
And since she was an extracted individual,
She could not be killed off by anybody else
And if she did she had a chance she would not go to purgatory,
And if she did go back, they'd **** her.
So she was scared, and she has not tried to **** herself since.
And her name,
Was Astraea.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 10:00 AM UTC
your love is like brandy
subtly sweet and calming
your love is like champagne
bubbly and outgoing
your love is like *****
very bland with a burn to it
your love is like whiskey
a strong, unforgiving sensation to my lips
your love is like gin
a floral mix of expression
your love is like tequlia
sweet but sharp and has a sting to it
your love is like a bottle of French 75
a sweet and sparkling love that masks its sharp intelect
your love is like ouzo
a love that is dark and cool like a whisper in the night
even if your love is sweet,
it has a kick to it.
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 10:43 AM UTC