Breanna evans

Jan 2019

Emmanuel Phakathi

Champagne for my real friends real pain for my sham friends

Champagne for my real friends
real pain for my sham friends
bacon on blood.
Fall out boy

Breanna evans Jan 2019

I feel just like a bucket

full of **** this Friday morn

i'm feeling old, my feet are cold,

my muscles badly torn

but if I take a break, a day to stop,

and just recoup

that all the work I've done this year

will turn back into ****

I know it's irrational, but after working out nearly every day for a year I can't help but feel like i'm being lazy. Maybe that's because it has been the only real constant in all the chaos that is my days

#badpoetry

Breanna evans Jan 2019

no more

I think

I've

spilled enough

blood

to last

a while

I've been doing a lot of writing lately and i'm, I dunno...
drained? not sure how else to describe it

think I'll try to stop for a few days.

keyword: try

#badpoetry

Jan 2019

char

Motivation

I am extra motivated when it rains.
Not because the sound of it hitting my windowpane
calms me.
Not because it gives me more time to think.
The motivation stems from the fact that most people don’t like the rain.
But the rain doesn’t care.
It doesn’t mind what others think.
It still falls
To serve its purpose.
Maybe I can too.

#rain

Breanna evans Jan 2019

Bound

our birth came as the shadows

of everything loomed

where the leaves would bleed colors

of the life they once knew

last September, I found my soulmate. And by the time the leaves started to fall, I had found in you something far more beautiful to admire

#love #september #soulmate