I'm a fangirl
You won't find me in a party
or thinking about boys.
But yes, you will find me reading late at night
and falling in love with fictional characters and boy band members.
Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 4:21 PM UTC
Sometimes I don't know if people really want to help me or if they are just curious about my life.
Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
I keep losing my mind inside books.
I keep talking to characters that will never reply.
I keep imagine worlds I would never explore.
I keep complaining, but I can do nothing.
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 7:18 AM UTC
I shouldn't be struggling with this at 3:00 am
But we have so little time...
Think about it,
all the books you won't read
all the places you won't go
We have so little time and so much to do
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 6:48 AM UTC
In That Moonlit Night Standing In The Abaft,
Watching The Towed Flaccid Wooden Raft,
I Thought That I Saw An Angel Resting,
Lying Exhausted There In That Craft.
I Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looked Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I See Desperation In Her Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.
The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Senile Captain Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look Just Clueless To Which He Simply Replies, "There Is No Girl."
True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I Looked Around Again In A Hope To Find The Girl,
I Had Compromised My Routine As The Commodore.
Then I Immediately Realized It Was My Wild Phantasm,
Now This Was Just A Plain Illusion Of A Tired Sailor's Mind,
No Mermaids Could Have Ever Existed In Reality & Were Fake,
I Turned Towards The Deck To Go Back To My Bunk For Sleeping.
As I Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started To Lie Down,
She Said, "I'm As Real As Your Thoughts, Don't Fear Me."
She & I-Me & Her, Had The Best Time That Night,
In The Morning She Was Gone & Was Just Gone,
Disappeared Into Thin Air While I Was Asleep,
Each Day I So Dearly Long For Her To Return.
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 11:26 AM UTC
to my darling who feels she's not:
our separation is mere illusion.
truly, your pain strikes me as i write this;
your sensations of abandonment,
and the decisiveness they have caused,
bleed from my skin into the fibers of my clothes.
i am no longer clean.
i do not feel pure.
to my severed arm and shortened tendons:
destruction is merely another side of life.
out of disappearance comes all things-
without space, there would be nothing to contain us,
nothing to allow and enfold our beings' spirits,
and they would sputter and cease like my love's flame.
i am no longer yours.
i do not feel full.
to the farthest star that my eyes can see:
your light reaches me- i glimpse you!
in the perceived emptiness between us
there is no distance to be found;
around us exists the infinite potential for
further connection and deeper growth in closeness.
i am no longer alone.
i do not feel sorrow.
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 1:20 AM UTC
And I had to walk away
I was just hoping at least he noticed I didn't run
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
Am I the only one that has their demons feasting upon their souls?
They say it is easy to tie a noose around your mind,
To overcome the urges and temptations of ending your life with a suicide
They don't know the true pain and torment that is going on in my head
An epic battle that leaves me with restless nights in bed
"End your life already" they say, as they prey on me during my weakest hours
Sometimes I give into the voices, carrying the sharp blade to my wrist
Crying as I struggle to mutter three powerful words that keeps me going
Choking on my sobs, my lungs deflate with a desire to say that God loves me
I try to convince myself that God is trying to test my faith
And to just wait, wait and wait
Then my Demons will eventually go AWAY.....
~Imperfect Desire **
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC
I wanted to write about confidence
Not the kind that makes
a girl pout her lips
and hide her spark away.
Not the kind that makes
a woman look presumptuous,
even though she feels like
a little girl inside.
I wanted to write about
real confidence
The kind of inner beauty that
simply shines through.
The type of confidence
that smiles at strangers
and speaks her mind.
I wanted to write
about the type of walk
that isnt afraid of
little flirtig
and the firm step
that knows what she deserves
and what she wants.
I wanted to capture confidence
to unravel it
and put it into a formula
but how can I do this
if I still feel insecure most of the time?
Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 5:28 PM UTC