Butter blue bonnet
Splenda yellow packets near sugar
Bananas
Milk 2%
Collard greens or kale
Evaporated milk
2 cans of cream corn
Cheetos 2/5 or party size
C-cell batteries
Peach drinks
Eggs
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 1:19 PM UTC
It's hard sitting in a hospital room, waiting
The sound of oxygen pushing through clear tubes
Voices of hardworking nurses drifting in from the hallway
Discordant beeping from machines right beside you
Muffled chatter from the TV, probably some stupid reality show
You become surrounded and encased
Stuck in a room
Far too small
Packed with far too many machines, cords, and tubes
The sounds at first are overwhelming
But then they become nothing
Natural and constant, just there
the sound and feeling of your own breath,
Hot inside of a blue mask
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 1:18 PM UTC
It's frustrating to see someone
Lust so liberally after me
In false knowledge
Of me having a "pretty face"
And a "great personality"
It's frustrating when I know just how ugly I can be
On the outside and inside
But they think I'm "cute"
It's frustrating when they're a smooth talker
And I can ruin the mood
With just a few simple words
It's frustrating when all I want to be is better
I know what I need to do to be pretty, and successful, and happy
But I do not have the energy nor motivation for any of it
It's frustrating when I want to do so much but I've piled my plate so high that I do not know where to start and it's all so overwhelming
And it's frustrating when I can not be what I need to be
And it's frustrating having to go on after failing time and time again
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 1:16 PM UTC
im one of the lucky kids
whose parents still sleep in the same bed
and they still wear their wedding bands
im one of the lucky kids
who doesnt have to worry about
going back and forth between two houses, not homes
dont have to worry about forgetting this or that at the other house
all my stuff is in one room
everyone in one home
the reality of it is
im lucky
luckier than a lotta kids
i dont have two deal with a messy divorce
and the strangeness of a step mom or dad or step siblings
i dont have to deal with constant arguing
"this is why people whove been married for thirty years get divorced"
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 1:15 PM UTC
It's amazing to think
Some people can't keep their lips closed
And it's amazing to think
Those new
Can't catch on to social cues
When in a foreign situation
You pay attention to others
To determine how you should go about behaving
When people aren't talking,
and are instead writing
You should be doing the same,
Logically,
Letting your creativity flow free
Not hindering that of others
Preventing them from enjoying the music and the art of poetry
And it's even more amazing to think
Some, after countless meetings and several years,
Can't still not keep their mouth from making idiotic noises that form into rude, postponable conversations
It's almost as if they come to socialize and disrespect everyone here all at once
Especially those reading and sharing a part of their soul with us
Some just don't understand how hard it is to stand in front of everyone and bare their soul
Reading their deepest fears or even a simple, innocent poem about lilies and hydrangeas
But alas
I am no speaker or poet
Not one to articulate clearly without a stutter,
To get my point across thick, vacuous skulls
I am just someone who has had enough
And despises the whole concept of talking and opening one's mouth
Because the majority of the human population does not know when it is appropriate to do so
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 1:13 PM UTC
You saved me when I was at my lowest
But now I'm thriving and happy
Your love was the medicine that healed me
And now I'm so addicted
You are always on my mind
I can't stop thinking about your laugh, your smile, your eyes
Just everything about you makes me euphoric
I'm so addicted to the way you talk, how your body moves, how my world is no longer black and white but a kaleidoscope of colors
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 1:04 PM UTC
A day is never completely good for me
But there's always some that are completely bad
Actions that I've made, that I didn't regret at all
Always seem to bite me in the *** eventually
I never can have something good without something or someone else ruining it
Sometimes it's just me that screws everything up
And that happens more times than I want to admit
But at the end of the day
It'll all be okay
Because in ten years I will have forgotten about this night
And all the horrible feelings I felt
And I probably will have forgotten most of the people too
And that scares me the most
Aug 29, 2024
Aug 29, 2024 at 1:03 PM UTC
I wanna know what's going on inside that pretty little head of yours
Like the thoughts bouncing from ear to ear
As you smoke a joint rolled perfectly between your fingertips
Like the ticks and tocks of your innermost workings
The pain that plagues your day
And haunts your late late nights
I wanna feel the pain you feel
Feel the stress you feel
Feel the hurt you feel
I wanna carry your burdens with you
Wipe away those years of sorry
Make you cry tears of joy instead
Feb 18, 2024
Feb 18, 2024 at 10:47 PM UTC
They told me our love was toxic
Your words manipulative
And I believed them so easily
You see
I was so tired
So tired of trying to love you
But you wouldn't let me
You went out instead
Got high
Drunk
Out of sorts
Instead of loving me
So I gave up
Twice
The first time I was heartbroken
Shattered by my own hands
Yet you took me back
We made some rules
We'd spend one day of the week together
But it was the same age old problem
You just forgot
Didn't care enough
And you'd hang out with your friends instead
And I know why you never wanted to be at home
If you could call it that
A room in your friend's basement
Life was tough for you and I knew that
I understood that
But I was too self centered and needy to handle it
I tried and struggled
So again
I took the coward's way out
And to top it all off with a cherry and sprinkles
I went out with someone else
Just to make sure I made the right choice
Yet now I'm back to square one
One the first day he tried to kiss me again and again without asking
Tried to cop a feel in the movie theater
Refused to take me home until I kissed him
But thank God he didn't keep up that threat
So I went home and told him I didn't want to go on another date
I realized that
All I wanted was you
And I would rather suffer and be unhappy with you
Than be with someone who wanted to treat me like a princess
I just want you now
I've always wanted you
And it hurts so bad now that I don't have you anymore
Feb 18, 2024
Feb 18, 2024 at 7:25 PM UTC
She laid curled up on his bed with a blanket haphazardly covering her. He had mindlessly thrown it in top of her, after she complained that it was cold, instead of taking the hint and moving to cuddle her. Instead of saying something bratty, she resolved to forget about it and shoved her face back into the feed of badly cropped stolen memes.
The room was otherwise filled with a comfortable silence, except for her occasional giggles, probably due to watching silly cat videos on Instagram as she always does, and his yelling at his friend Spider on Xbox. Or was it Lizard? It was some odd name of that sort.
While spending time together, there was never a need for them to constantly talk or look at one another, even though she couldn't help but steal glances at him from time to time. Even in their own two worlds, they were still able to find comfort merely in the other's presence.
Her calf was closely nestled against his sweatpant-covered thigh, that being the only physical contact between them, at the time. Yet, he would periodically let go of his controller, reaching down with his right hand to squeeze her ankle. Before refocusing his attention back onto the screen, his thumb would stroke her skin. A simple, reassuring touch to let her know he was still there and hadn't forgotten about her.
After a while, however, she grew dissatisfied with the brief touches he offered her, so she shifted closer to him, lifting her thigh over his. Content with this new position, she went back to her phone, resuming the YouTube video, an episode of a food series called "It's Alive!" She had recently discovered it and had already watched many, if not all, of the episodes currently posted.
All the while she was caught up in the countless spices and ingredients being thrown around, he had already caught onto her tactics. Even though she didn't realize it herself, she was slowly positioning herself in a way where he would be forced to pay attention to her. When she shifted onto him more the second time, he barely spared her a glance, with an amused expression on his face.
Feb 18, 2024
Feb 18, 2024 at 7:22 PM UTC