I didn't eat for three days
so I could be lovely
like Yolandi Visser who's above me
if I don't eat meat
will there be extra room on my seat?
for adventures- oh
I wanna live like louis
cause you're so aw
and I'm so ew
should be the other way around
but I'm bowin on the ground
you a she-ra
he-ra
no ska
hip-hop double dutch
south paw
fighting like a gang from the hood
grew up on the rough streets
of GV
oh Jeez
so tough
smoke ****
post a pic of my blunt
love to hunt
'cause I'm so cool
be jealous of me
and my shirt that say skee
****** with the fuckbois
guys,
I think I need to grow up
haha
jk
messin with the sub
tellin my mom to shut up
I smell like shtub
ugh
I'm so oppressed right now
white privelage is hard
I'm a smart teen
marred
as an ignorant delinquent
teeth clinquant-
I can be eloquent
but I'm treated like an infant
so frequent
I act like a miscreant
nobody seems to understand
I don't even think I do
get that lotion 'way from me
gotta get tanned-
uh
dya see my abbs
dya see me ***
I'm a piece of meat
rare and raw
with seasoning
dress code
don't tell me otherwise
underneath american skies
it's all about your size
supersize the food
downsize your weight
keep it down
keep it low
till gravity
brings you crashing down
in a geneva gown
close-rubbin-
gap thighs
'cause it's
mcm
wcw
tbt
to when I did fbf
anacronyms
I don't even know how to spell it
what a ****
bathroom wall vandalism
"fat *****"
haha
so gangsta
so tough
I have it so rough
middle class white kid
you've got to be kidding me
praise cthulu
giant squid.
meme
2k15
ah

lil happy birthday irsy jaw piece
mr chel i aint no n jawn piece
tbt when we touched tips buddy

Do you ever sit in class
And wish no one could see you
wish you were invisible
You get tired of laughing and pointing
And you literally zone out.
And stare off into the distance
Blocking out everyone
Wishing you could break down
But staying strong because you don't want to look weak.
I'm tired of being here.
I may be a *****
I treat others how I treat myself
I hate everyone.... I hate myself
Low key I hate being here and existing.
{tbt}

my gut doesn't lie
i just choose to ignore it
trust was never an issue
but how can you restore it

like4like when I admitted my feelings quickly
for her to give in slowly
#tbt to when love felt like a possibility
#yolo? Everyday with her was a lifetime of happiness
#selfie for the times I wanted to see if the warmth inside me
was showing for her
#tgif for the nights I'd spend with her til early morning in love

My tears feel like acid
The more I cry the more I hurt.
The more I try to stop the more it burns.
I tell people ill be ok or I'm fine
It's a ******* excuse
Outside I'm strong
Inside I'm a different person.
I joke around and laugh
But I die more on the inside
My tears being acid is true to me
You won't understand
Acid burns.. Kills.. Hurts.. Stings..
And somehow all that comforts me.
But it also burns, kills, hurts, and stings me.
Feeling unloved is like wind
Sometimes it's a little wind
But sometimes it destroys things in its path.
The windstorm I've created in my years of acid utterly embolished me.
{tbt}

Black holes are dark.
Cold. And endless.
They say once you fall in a black hole you don't come out.
Sitting where I am it's hard to go on
Almost like I am in that very dark endless cold hole.
Pain is gain they say.
But what if you don't feel pain anymore.
I live with dysphia.
{tbt}

I feel small in this world
With little to no purpose at all.
I feel like I **** everyone off
I'm not good enough
Nor ever will be.
Eventually I'll give up on myself like everyone else does.
I throw my hands up and say I get why they left
I'll understand why people left me to pain
Let me feel the way I did
I'll lose him
He will let go, and give up
He will find the real me and get overwhelmed
He will see what I see in myself
All the negative
And he will let go right before I do
Then I'll be left with cold empty me just like before
But this time I'll let go completely and let myself float into that's state of utter disexsistance and then everyone will see what I saw in me
{tbt}

This isn't anything someone has read.
I have always been broken.
And always will be.
I used to think I could be fixed. Saved. Loved. Cared for. But I never was.
I just lost someone who was my whole world.
He didn't need or want me.
No one ever wanted me. And I finally get all of it.
What the point in staying if your not wanted?
{tbt}

Her eyes got heavy
As the tears and makeup dried on her face
She turned her head and fell asleep
He had no clue she was crying
She doesn't tell many people
She just does
She gets to that point where she's gasping for air
As if someone to come help her
But no one will come
She won't tell anyone
She's looks so peaceful when she sleeps
Maybe Because she's not thinking about that pain
She's dreaming about a good life
Not the one she lives inside her self
A constant war
A bitter cold blood curdling war
She's fights her biggest enemy
Herself
But she's asleep now.. That's one time she doesn't worry and neither will you
She will wake up and realize she cried herself to sleep
And she will remember every thing that happened
Besides the dream in which she was happy.
{tbt}

For every step I take
For everything I say
The truth will bleed true,
For what I write is old,
Never will you ever choose,
What I write is cold,
Hearted,
Playing these tunes,
Light images with darker meanings,
Sight seeing with your ears,
Hearing waterfalls in the night,
Blindness is in your eyes,
These words I write,
Are for those who see with more than just their eyes,
While the splashes may ring loud,
There is much more than just the sound,
The way in which it collides,
Blindness of the mind is poisonous,
Cold facts are potent,
Listen,
Maybe it was a dragon who made the splash (TBT)

Writer : Imagination

I was told by a very smart young man that breaking something means you never wanted it.
We try all we can and give everything we have for someone but sometimes you come up short.
What you intended was everything wasn't enough for the other person. You forgot who you were for the other person. You gave everything to them and they wanted more. 'You weren't enough' always will pop into your head weather you loved each other or not. Love is a strange thing a lesson and a blessing. But If someone wants to walk out of your life let them. Some come for a lifetime and some come for a season. You need to know the difference. Even if you emotionally physically and mentally die inside your never given something you can't handle.
-tbt

Do you ever open your eyes and see something so dark?
Something so dark it's like you never opened them?
Then you turn your head and see the light, and look at it questionably, when your crying on the inside to be accepted and crying outside to be loved, and to have someone care, someone to hold you and say I love you even if it's not the love you want.
Have you wanted someone to wipe away your tears and say it's not time to cry yet, it's not time to worry.
When you try so hard to please and end up getting stepped on
I do. And I cry. And I hurt.
Does that make people notice?
No.
Do I have someone hold me as say I love you, even if it's not the love I want?
No.
I open my eyes at night and see darkness like I never actually opened my eyes. And. Sometimes. I. Don't. Notice. The. Light.
And then I float into a imaginable life, called a dream. Somewhere I can only go when I sleep.  Somewhere I can go to when I sleep because it's easier to sleep then face my life. Somewhere where I'm actually loved and accepted.
And Then I open my eyes, to that exact same darkness.
Did I ever open my eyes?
I didn't did I?
I guess I will try again another time. But that day I see that real warm light, is the day I start loving myself.
But that will take centuries. And waiting hurts. But in my life
All I do is wait.
{tbt}

I know it's just Tuesday
But let me #tbt

Because I just heard a song
From years ago
That reminded me

Of the time
That my mom heard eminem and Rihanna
Battling it out

And she told me
It remind her of
Me and him.



I know that you can
Only lead a horse to water
That you can't make it drink

I know that you can't
Want it more than them

But, mom.
Mother of mine.
Mother of me-your only daughter

I may be an old soul
I may have been wise enough
To understand what he took from me
At 13

But, mom.
Why didn't you call the police
When I came back with
Bruises.

Mom, I love you
I understand that the sins of the father
Fall on the son.

But, why did we only discuss this
In the car with Three Days Grace blaring
Seven years later.
Right before I got a diagnosis
Of possible breast cancer?

Is it because I was so angry?
Is it because I shut you out?
Is it because my brain-I didnt want too
It forced me to see how I could survive

When my screams weren't
Loud enough.
When you were too far to hear
But your mom-spidey-senses tingled

You were my mother.
You were all I had
As I bit off more than I could chew.

Dad was too angry
To understand how loving abuse
Can shift the sands.

I may be alive still.
I may be nearly 23 now.
But, mom
Why didn't you save me at 13?


Why did it take
Your only child dying
For you to come true?