It's not hatred, it's incredulity.when i was ten years old my
teacher asked the class,
"if you were god, what would
and i remember
biting my lip so hard
that it bled. carefully,
i wrote about
how i would teach
kids from an early age on how to
love yourself and no one
else and that there is no such thing as
an almighty power that will pity
you and answer your desperate prayers
at three a.m. because you're the only one
who has that kind of control.
when i handed it in she just looked
at me like i was the
her child's bed. the next day i
was sitting in her office wondering
why it was so wrong to
talk about what's in your heart at a catholic
school when that's what the priest tells
you to do at every sunday mass and
the teacher asked me
another question, "do you
hate god?" and i
wanted to scream "yes, yes!" because
how can a god let the world
slip through their fingers like this one has?
but instead i answered,
"no. i just don't think there is one."
and sat in the chair,
staring at the cross on t
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in a teacup.
I drank down the words,
let them warm me up
from the inside out.
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because you shouldn't
feel it in the first
you just want to
stand in front of the train
and let it ravage
your body, savage
you just want to
cut out every organ,
from inside every cell.
you just want to
open up your blood,
set it loose, mix with mud
drop the knife and watch the red run free.
you just want to
fall in the fire and let it burn
every nerve in your body made to yearn
for a second's reprieve that never comes,
just fall face first
into the flames
because there's no reason
raffle ticketshe finds beauty in the way iraffle tickets2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
pronounce the word 'melancholy',
the way i laugh at
his witty science metaphors,
the way i read less than
stellar pieces and
make them sound mine.
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to realize that
the flowers in your hair
were actually weeds,
and your promises
were already broken
before you made them.
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turmoilmy soul looks like paperturmoil4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
white and pale
a husk of skin
shins on pavement.
i am worn.
i want to change the letters
tripping over my tongue.
i feel my sleeves
like water in a vase
and sink me lower
into the mud.
this is what i get
the beauty of my bones,
the beauty lying hidden
underneath my skin.
the monster is furious.
the jealousy is less like an emotion
and more like the thickest swamp
gluing legs to the floor
and threatening to swallow me whole.
maybe it shows
as my bones resurface,
the beauty closer to my skin,
the only way to touch you.
food becomes an emotion,
fat is a feeling,
weak-skinned and fragile-limbed.
it is as unbeautiful
as i am.
so i fall into numbers,
my comfort zone,
freckles on a pale shoulder.
to stop eating
is to disappear.
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It illumed things Id rather
not have seen so bright
jelly beansRyan’s hands shook on the cold metal doorknob. On the other side of the door, he had no idea what condition he would find Nora in. All he knew was that he’d received a call from North Pine Hospital at two o’clock in the morning regarding a Miss Nora Anne Hartford, who’d been admitted earlier and who had him listed as his first point of contact.jelly beans2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
He’d driven there half asleep, swerving back and forth on the dimly lit country roads. It was a miracle he hadn’t gotten into an accident and wound up in the hospital himself.
Now, taking a deep breath and clenching his teeth, he opened the door and let himself in. The room was small and white. Ryan frowned at the scent of antiseptic. God, he hated hospitals.
Nora was sitting up in bed in a hospital gown, her wrist up close to her face. Upon closer inspection, it appeared that she was trying to rip an I.V. out of her hand with her teeth.
“Nora! What are you doing?” Ryan asked, horrified.
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The next morning, Nick woke up early and after getting ready, headed down to have breakfast and then waited for Nekora. As he stood there, two hands covered over his eyes and then he heard someone close to his ear say, "Good morning, Nickie."
"G-good morning, miss Nekora," Nick said as the hand lifted and he turned to see the treasure hunter standing near him. "Now Nick, you don't need to be so formal with me. Just call me Nekora, and relax a little, you're so stressed out its no wonder you're grey-haired. Although it is cute on you," she said, running her plump hand through his hair.
"Alright Nekora, I'll try. In the meantime, onward to adventure!" he said as he walked out of the in, only to crash into a tall man and fall backwards.
"Nick! Are you okay?" Nekora said, rushing to his side, to which he answered, "Yeah, I'm okay."
"I'm really sorry! I wasn't looking and…wait, Nick? Is that
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As Nick, Blaze, and Des unsheathed their swords, the door of their cabin opened and the ninja commander of the Dark Vanguard walked in. Nicholas Evarith, I presume, he said, staring at him.
Call me Nick. Who are you, and how do you know me? he asked.
I am Fuery. The medallion, if you please, said Feury, holding out his gloved hand.
Sorry, but youre not getting your hands on it.
*sigh* So be it.
Fuery then put his other hand out, to which they both started glowing and a dark portal formed on the ground. A dark figure slowly rose from the opening, which was dressed in black and deep purple robes with long sleeves. Its head was covered in a shroud except for an opening on its face which revealed two inhuman yellow eyes. Suddenly, the figure extended two blades from its sleeves and charged for Nick, who in a split-second
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three white pills (birth control, biotin, b12)
half a cup of black coffee
there is no one to care
about my unshaven stomach
wispy blonde tendrils
connecting my waist to my bellybutton
thank you for returning my thong
I'm sorry I can't give back your virginity
SolsticeOnce upon a time, when you were still sunlighthouses and shimmering existence wherever you were needed most, you found him. He was November, shaky on his first last legs, and you saw through the mind-twistings he feigned to the mind-twistings that were really there, knotted up in his dreams.Solstice4 years ago in Scraps More Like This
You were still birdsong then, and thunderstorms, and your bodyheat melted the frost claws that held him tight. You held onto him as his November deepened. When he howled, you howled with him, and the wind played with your voices and pressed the softness of your lungs against your cageribsand then against each other's.
November became solstice, and you felt him shiver through that long night and didn't mind the coldbitten nails that grazed your skin. He slept when the moon drowned below the treeline, but the iceflakes began to drift in like small animals seeking the pulsing riverheat of your blood, and chilling you. He lay there, vulnerable as his world turned slowly towards the light, and you
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I think its about time to head back and re-think our strategy on protecting this medallion. Blaze then suddenly yawned loudly. Well think of something when we get to Levon City.
Yeah, Itll definitely give us a chance to regroup, Were kind of mix and matched right now said Nick Well need some form of strategy if we are going to keep this medallion away from the Dark Vanguard.
Yeah, it was about time I was heading back anyway added Kristina That hospital isnt just the same without me. Kristina sighed and tilted her head onto her hand in a lady like way. Im pretty sure my Blaze will be happy to help us out while were there!
Blaze tuned out Kristinas voice after she began to speak earlier.
Nekora leaned into Nick and bumped him lightly. So, were going back to your hometown? Will I be so lucky as to meet your parents?
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just that I’d had enough.
(I always assumed I knew what that meant.)
When happiness couldn’t come
swiftly, and when love came less than softly—
when ticking clouds could no longer sustain,
I tried to fish my heart from
the crosshatched lips of unknown faces;
you simply held my hair as
I left the poisons I’d ingested
at the bottom of porcelain bowls and sinks.
You said love was leaving
but it was okay, because I’d
never love enough;
my heart would leak lies
through varicose love
as easily as my veins
overflowed at wrist-bound docks,
and I would never be able
to love more than silence.