#girly
actually i am like every girl
they’re all so funny, pretty, smart, interesting
Dec 17, 2025
Dec 17, 2025 at 8:39 PM UTC
Cotton candy plush
Glossed lips crushed
Yours against mine
Colors redder then wine
Smooth tanned skin
Winter pale with sin
Beatiful mixture
Paints a vintage picture
Italian herbs blended
White roses bedded
Refreshing to the soul
Letting me grow
Foggy afternoons
Blowing up like balloons
I need to see clearly
I need this so very dearly
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 12:20 AM UTC
I love wearing dresses
I love the color pink
I love flower bouquets
I’m also in love with a girl
I’m a sucker for sweets
Lipstick and mascara
I’m all about bubblegum kisses
Soft and cuddly
Fingers intertwined
Blankets and body heat
Perfume and her hair
Her warm embrace
As I’m surrounded by her arms
Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 2:18 AM UTC
Sometimes I wish I was like other girls
That I was able to do hair and makeup
That I could understand shoes and acrylics
Instead I read, write, and learn
I can write poetry and short stories
I can understand foreign languages and cultures
Still I feel like I am lacking
Something I was born to know
I'm a girl
So why don't those girlish things
Come to me as easy as breathing
Other girls learn them like its riding a bike
To me it's like trying to solve an algebraic equation
And its well known I hate math
It's simply a language I do not speak
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 1:41 AM UTC
All he Oh! Ee-ee easy-does-it
Swift mastery___Crazy-has - its
shape me-energy love form
True witness philosophy
Silently neck to neck sadness
her pearls split pulled
her down into poverty
The emergency, madness
the young ones or wild ones
fertility all pearls majesty
of greatness
innocently, existentially
Her down-side persistently
lift divinely hands Manly-lovely
(Pearl jewelry box)
His swift moves love ecstasy
My swift lift any of so many
True Fox another Lift- to see
Eyes to his left territory his turf
He is the lefty so pearly for her
So cultured girly pearly
Those were the days dosing off
My friends all daisy
* _ _ _ * _ _ _ *
What a phaseout/ lazy fuse
But perk me up pink pearls
of white
His swift moves took a day off
Trying so hard to be polite
Hands work into tandem
Her rhythm Pearly kingdom
She chopped him
like chop suey
Her skin on the bread rise
All floured white specks
Pearly spa cream perfect
Facelift Eeey foggy day in
London pearly glow
rainy town
Everything turned like a
A cafe without the group
Well cultured Dowop
The pearl paint swirl crop
The heroes and beloved
In the Holy Land
Come to me casual softly
spoken lend me your hand
pearly gloves
The pearl potential
the feeling mutual
Fitting and tasseled roped
into the musical
Swift flowing hair's no rings
attached
to the back of our chairs
The darkness of the lover
The black/gray pearls two pairs
Spiritual mundane existence
Karmic cycle her game portal
Spiritual plan of ritual
Eating pearl white chocolate morsels
The Steam, dream, in between,
Fundamental not comical
Something in the way she knows
Not really superhuman star how
it faded or belated feel be traded
She submerged beyond mortal
In her Galley cooking up
French cream sauce how
it sparkled Eeey milky
Ms. Mallery was pearlized
so traumatized so sulky
by his presence
Hides her pearl key-note
In her swift lift
(Artsy Gallery)
His face blended into the
pearl all framed
All the pearly Wedgewood
plates looking glass
world gates
Pearly cream color stage duet
To the sun pearly necklace
Cost her a delicate cream neck
Her Spa Tra he hands her la la
Eeey milky honey smile
Hot MaMa
pearly text me trail
Her emails mount Fuji
Her striking pearls got to his heart
The film hum yum bite
The pearl jam flew
The big show nibble
Her bible she felt gullible
The words deepened ******
But the soft low key
Key lime mixed with coconut
Pearl Hey?
So swiftly swirled vanilla sky
sold her photograph
and chinchilla
The Seashell cottage her
footprints 'Pearl Rock" band
She was devoted to him truly
Pearl pledge was our duty
Swiftly mixed the marbelized
white/cream floor loved
and cared for protected
The Dr. pearl met Melody
Money like commodity
The patients pearled better care
With her Moms, pearls mixing twirls
On his trimming suits cuffs of pearls
She was the pies smile every day
Swift honey eyes Winnie the Pooh
But more adult Eeeey truly I love you
Her silken strand's tightrope loop
Her power pearl British Colony
of Hong Kong exile
Morning draped dawn
The Chelsea ride of dusk
Her favorite hint of
(Pearl Rose)
The musk elephant pearls
on his tusk
High up her pearly stocking,
Like her pride, was rocking
he took out the joy of her gift
The writing clause feathered
pearl drops the pen took her
dream away like a truce
The Gods know they love
The Gleam through her
windows
Left a strand of her starry
eyes of pearls were shut closed
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 8:11 AM UTC
Tomorrow is a new day unwritten
The next page of my own book of life
As I hold up my ink pen, you meet me there?
At the midpoint betwixt lumen days and umbra nights
As the world is itself, made of evenfall rides into
the veil of grey. Let the songs sing high,
and sorrow sing low but be so sweet
that I'll feel you in my soul
I await you on the bridge,
Kissing-sweet so come
and meet me there
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 2:38 AM UTC
So fast
i waited for you for so long
once you were finally within reach i sprinted for the chance to love you the way i always wanted to
this shower of affection was all too much for a recently broken
girly
i hope she actually loved me, it felt like it was real
but the way she left me without even a word
screams that she never cared at all
May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 9:16 PM UTC
Honey, your perfect...
Eyes dark and perfectly brown, though brown is a basic word.
Your eyes are a whirl,
of golden dreams and chocolaty sweets.
Takes away my breath, when our eyes finally meet.
They say yours are bland, with no future or life plans,
but babe, I see right through that.
Thoughtful, intelligence. You cast a deep warning glance.
I knew you'd hear
Eyes deep, glowing, a golden night sky.
Wisdom older than your age. Darling can't you see?
Step out of your cage!
Your perfect. Eyes will glisten, all heads will turn to listen, when my brown eyed babe, takes to stage.
Show them who you are, calm in a world of rage...
This is to you, my brown eyed babe.
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 8:07 PM UTC
Now there is a thing called
"left and right side brain" dominance
Left side being an organized filter of OCD,
And the right side being very scattered and street smart
But I am 100% completely 50% of each side of the brain exactly
with certain times in my life
I am very OCD
hence the perfect placement of the bubble open the sheet of bubble rap
But with life,
I want to be an event planner,
lawyer,
book writer,
airplane attendant,
anything special
hence the way this bubble wrap has many uses
I do take it as my purpose in life to protect and care for others
So throw me around,
put me in a box,
step on me,
wether im here for your amusement or for comforting reasons,
I'll take great pride in being used by you
For that is how my anxiety has consumed me
I. Am. Bubble wrap.
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 12:47 AM UTC
Have you ever popped a bubble and it ended up being a dud bubble?
Well sometimes I have dud bubbles too..
Certain parts of me
I don't like to make noise about
As I go quiet
While other times,
I will wake the dead with my yodeling
For confidence is rare
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 12:46 AM UTC
I am, bubble wrap.
Me
I am bubbly
Very
Bubbly
More in front of my friends
Dog
and acquaintances to be specific
I have times where every little thing in life seems to excite me
But though I seem see through,
I am not
for I do have a flat side of me
This side is most shown in my
work ethic
family
and friends when they need someone to talk to
Back to the bubbly side
It can go flat as well
With just enough pressure
as anyone
I can pop.
Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 12:44 AM UTC
I hate you
I hate the way you smile
I hate the way your hair looks in the morning
I hate your smirks and dazzling eyes
I hate that you make me nervous
I hate that you're always trying to figure me out
I hate that you notice the little things about me
I hate that you care about me
I hate that you know about me
because now I crave your affection
I hate how you ignore me for hours
I hate that you tell me all about her
I hate everything about you
And maybe that's why I hate myself so much
I've become so attached that I fear I am no where near good enough
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 2:26 AM UTC
am i just another girl
photo-copied into your life, like the last one that still begs for you?
please talk to me anyway
please kiss me anyway
please let me believe that you won't lie to me when you say
you don't think of her anymore
sometimes I hope you break my heart
you'd never fade
(but give us a while, I'm hoping you're more than a few pages in my life)
Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 2:19 AM UTC