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Stop It
Enough is enough
Why can't things change?
They say we can be who we want to be now
But I don't think that's the case
People can't be with who they want
They feel like they can't speak their mind
Some are trapped in it
The only ones who can help are in denial
There are things we can do
Voices to support and let shout
Yet.... We don't do anything
We let these situations grow and mutate
Until they're overwhelming and considered
"Too big of an issue"
Why do we do that?
Don't we want the world to get better?
Why do we settle for this?
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Literature
Cone Along Now
Come follow me
To a place of beauty and peace
Where the sun always shines
And the water is crystal clear
It will be a paradise
Why would you be skeptical?
I can bring you straight to it
Just come close to me
What, no
The knife has nothing to do with it
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Literature
The Morning After
Lovino groaned as sleep stirred him awake, giving way to a blaring headache.
*Damn, what happened last night? Probably had something to do with that stupid German, the bastard...*
Getting up turned out to be even worse, with the throbbing now wrapping around his head. Cursing aloud, he went to the kitchen, wishing that the coffee maker and beans were on the nightstand instead.
Details of last night began to return to him. Unfortunately.
It was still fuzzy and mismatched, but Lovino could make out himself with a bottle of Campari, though most of the drink was on him rather than the bottle itself. Then someone came up to him and slurred something about his ass. Naturally he slapped them in response, which made them cry. Lovino hadn’t meant for that to happen, his memory of this person’s face was still unclear, but he was sure it wasn’t anyone he despised. So, he cupped their face in his hands and… he wasn’t quite sure what happened after that.
As he
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Literature
Glimpses
                                             March 15th
I love you
Sent 5:45 P.M.
                                                                                    Y tho
                                                                                    Sent 5:45 P.M.
Why wouldn’t I? You’re so intelligent & caring
and you have the prettiest eyes in all the
world.
You’re beautiful in everyway
Sent 5:47 P.M.
         
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xvi. juxtaposing me + you
your strawberry sorbet sunrise eyes
align quite nicely alongside
the shadows in mine, we never really
harmonized. 
our beauty was in the way we clashed and
one day someone told me behind your back that literarily we should be described 
as juxtapositional. 
i kind of fell in love with that but
never told you because i know you don't really like
literature or
poetry
(or me?). 
do you see what i'm trying to say? i don't know how
to articulate that we manage to be
the exact same person while at the same time being
nothing alike.
you are all the better things in life,
like dawn and the one everyone can
rely on
(and i am dusk and never trusted and
how did we mix the way we did and
how did you not crumble under me
i'm so heavy i'm
breaking beams beneath me
you're fucking atlas but
you shouldn't have to take me on your shoulders the way
you do why do you do it
why are you
so nice to me).
i'm pretty convinced at this point that
your bones are crafted from solidified sunligh
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Literature
Dawn and Day and Dusk and Dark
When you go long enough without sleeping
Your bones start to ache
Your body starts to shake
You start talking too much – like a waterfall;
Like a hurricane
Like a natural disaster.
And Lord knows you have floodgate lungs and
meteor eyes
(with craters beneath them).
Suddenly you are saying everything
And nothing
And all-things in-between and
You are heedless
Needless
Unafraid.
You are bounding into a wildfire with a
Butterscotch smile
Strung upon your cheeks.
You don’t fear it anymore -
You don’t give a damn if you crash and burn under a ceiling
Plastered with blank-eyed stares and
Too-polite smiles and
Pity.
Not sleeping is feeling the unfeeling
So vehemently and ferociously
It starts to feel like feeling
But
Without all the leftover apple-core eye-sore
Pain
From the hours when you still had
Enough energy to hate yourself.
You are catapulting through a hailstorm
Belted to a mind that
Is thinking too much and too little all at once.
A mind that hates and loves so quick
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Literature
08.21.18
i.
i come to the shore now
to cast myself out,
lure buoy.
line my insides with salt,
keep the old inside of me
until i wither and decay and
turn into something lovely.
ii.
i took off my binder in
the front window
with the blinds up
and my neighbors watch
me transform from boy
into breasts.
iii.
i can’t keep doing this.
i can’t keep sitting here
on the shore and collecting
sand.  it rubs me raw.
the sea is not a benevolent
being.  he is change and
salt and tsunamis and i just
can’t keep up.
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Literature
Untitled
You
You penetrate my shell, you get in
You understand what's in
My
Heart
You take me by surprise, I like that
You make me happy
You make me love you
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Literature
The lonely girl
There is a girl sitting on her bed. Alone. She is lonely. Every time she thinks she makes a friend, they end up leaving her behind. As does most of her family. She starts to get afraid to get close to people, as she is afraid they will leave her too. It hurts.
There is a voice. It comes out of nowhere. No, it comes from her own mind! “Put on a mask,” it says. “Don’t let anyone see how you feel. They will think you are weak.”
She quietly puts on the mask. It is a beautiful one. No one will know what is underneath. Actually, no one will guess it is even a mask at all. It looks so real!
She wears the mask during the day, but breaks down when she takes it off at night. She feels ignored or misunderstood. “Why is it so hard to make friends?” she asks herself. She has asked herself this question time and time again. Every time another person disappears from her life, she would ask herself this question.
I want to hug her, but I can’t. I know ho
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Literature
this is the stream
it is all on fire
fucking dire
tire tracks in back lots
squealing
make it stop i'm uninspired
void and choirless
the abbey's lost it
left it tossed
diseased and optionless,
what a fucking mess
we are here in a ripped prom dress
and cracked slacks
back when stealing felt
like fireworks
and wheeling down the boulevard
was sparks on exposed rims
i asked you twice
to do me in
you lousy sinner
shove my brain stem
through the passenger side
window, why not
tie a knot
around my dearly loved
throat
no one's rote
but everyone's
been written
jesus i
forgot what smitten feels like
graphite in the limbs
and ligaments that sting
when standing
what a piece of work
is handing the baton
i am no longer landing
on the side of caution
cause and affectations
bury me tonight
i am ruinous in light
and grosser yet in dark,
can you see
my derelict impart
flatter me and feel
what hopeless is,
the dearth of being
that exists before you
can not speak unless
the motive lifts
meanwhile
all i am is crisscrossed sig
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Literature
the venom was too strong
He's lost to the sheep sprinting wildly
   through grazing Meadows,
Hoping to escape the big bad wolf
And I chased after them, blindly.
intuition in my gut, somber in Truth,
 
isn't it always, just too late?
there's no course of action for a tired Useless hero,
Nothing to be changed nor soul resurrected.
and I don't cry, though it sheared my warmth
   he was never mine to have.
So what if the wolves spoke kindly?
if sentimental verses were strung from his stars
And the obituary reads like an enchantment
    because maybe I wrote it for such things,
(Futile in my attempt at magic, at stopping the dead,
saving a Life.)
There's no witness on My end to the slaughterhouse bedroom
nor blood embroidered on his sheets.
And so 'what if' to my haunted dreaming,
a 'who cares' to the nightly screaming,
Deep down I figured I knew the answer,

Casket closed,
remnants of a Jungle,
It was a game rigged from the start.
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Literature
The Monster Empire: Big Bang Arises Part 1
Aboard the Father-of-all-motherships, upon the bridge, the king of the Monster Empire sat upon his throne amongst the shadows on the bridge. Only his large, green, laser panel-like eyes showed through the darkness, illuminating his large white hands with sharp, copper tips which clanked and clinked upon the solid metal arm rests. The king was becoming impatient with a particular Earth which has continued to resist his imperial forces time and time again thanks to a hero who called himself the Heroic Spear. Just days before, this Heroic Spear singlehandedly foiled the Monster Empire’s latest invasion of Earth #9687 after turning the tide on his forces. Enough was enough; the king decided to give Earth #9687 one last chance to surrender…or else.
As the king sat among the darkness, his eyes and hands only visible due to the light of his green, shining eyes, he was speaking to a world leader of Earth #9687 — the president of the United States, of course — via tele-c
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Literature
these Highways stimulate my senses
I'm not an Adrenaline junkie.
  I'm not looking for a thrill.
I just want to feel Alive once,
before I get killed.

maybe I'm chasing Death,
 in an endless game of Tag.
Or maybe it's just these cigarette veins,
hoping Life isn't a drag.
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Literature
and I was just cilantro
Wait.
before you go,
I forgot to tell you
You were Saffron.
and I never liked the Bedsheets,
catching on hangnails from dreams best erased.

But I didn't change them because you thought they brought you Clover.
  back when you couldn't get to Four before the cracks resurfaced.
I didn't tell you Everything,
   That
that's what you were to Me.
I don't like sweet potatoes,
But one time you asked for them at Dinner.
and I've kept the pantry stocked ever Since.

   
And when you offered me a bite,
I gave them one more try
  and learned to love them too
Because that smile was a secret
  You hadn't told Before.
we shared a blanket fort together
  Built to watch the monsters,
We pretended were just TV.
We both agreed Popcorn was wasted by adrenaline.
But you kissed me with salted lips
  I'm butter in your hands.
Movie nights won't feel lonely with you Gone,
  But only because those past demons  won't be li
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Literature
we're entering the danger zone
He's bright like summer poppies
And kissed like cyanide.
And once the world quit singing,
tossed you so easily aside.
He made Red your favorite color,
played guitars like hellfire Tamed.
    No strings attached,
He strummed all Your chords
and now these notes can't sound the Same.
When he's better than the chorus
 and leaves a Ghost in every pause
When he didn't know what to say
  so just went for the applause
now he's lurking in your bones,
swears This is the only Way.
When he was the Heart of all your songs,
And Yet,
He didn't stay.
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Literature
An Ode to Alex
Thank you so fucking much
For being at my side
For I desire nothing else
just you
I want to hold you, for my arms ache with longing
I want to show you our lives from now on
Always intertwined
I want-no, need your hand in mine
for as long as we reside in this world
For nothing, nothing, NOTHING compares
To my beautiful, wonderful soul
The one who knows just what to say
The one who always tells me good day love
the one who never forgets I'm there
I love you so much, Alex, that words cannot alone complete my love.
I will never forget you Alex, no matter what happens.
I live and love for you forevermore
My love for you shall always be kept
Inside my healing soul
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Enough is enough
Why can't things change?
They say we can be who we want to be now
But I don't think that's the case
People can't be with who they want
They feel like they can't speak their mind
Some are trapped in it
The only ones who can help are in denial
There are things we can do
Voices to support and let shout
Yet.... We don't do anything
We let these situations grow and mutate
Until they're overwhelming and considered
"Too big of an issue"
Why do we do that?
Don't we want the world to get better?
Why do we settle for this?
Stop It
I don't know, I know I haven't been on a lot...
I guess I'm feeling a lot of different shit Rn.
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Come follow me
To a place of beauty and peace
Where the sun always shines
And the water is crystal clear
It will be a paradise
Why would you be skeptical?
I can bring you straight to it
Just come close to me
What, no
The knife has nothing to do with it
Cone Along Now
Interpret this however you wish.
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Hi, I'm "TheGirlFromChelsea." I'm not actually from Chelsea, in fact I barely know where it is. It was just the title of a song that I liked and I figured that would be a good username. (If you know who sings the song, congratulations, I love you.) This account was made for two reasons: For me to both fav/comment on a buttload of artwork, but also upload some of my writings. Probably more of the latter than the former.

If you couldn't already tell from the interests, I'm a teenager. I know what's going on in your head, "Aw hell no, not another one of these again." I agree with you. I'm horrible at what I do. Half the time my poems make no sense, and I'm a living Professor Calamitous when it comes to my actual stories. What I'm hoping to get out this experience on here is to get feedback and advice from actually successful poets and writers and become better in the literary arts.
Or maybe just get conformation on what I already knew. I'm fine with both outcomes.
  • Listening to: "The Girl From Chelsea"
  • Reading: This over in case there's mistakes
  • Eating: Chocolate layer cake
  • Drinking: Diet Coke (cue the fat jokes)

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I have the taste of a 14 year-old from 2011. :P
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THEMYSTERYWRITER Featured By Owner 3 days ago  New Deviant Hobbyist Writer
Be sure to read more of the monster empire!
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THEMYSTERYWRITER Featured By Owner 3 days ago  New Deviant Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for adding the monster empire to your favs :D
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:iconkittyglompplz: Thanks so much for faving Daddy's Dress~! :+fav:
Daddy's Dress by Sakura-Araragi
I appreciate it :heart:
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Thank you very much for faving Choice. Much appreciated :D
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Thanks for posting Stay with Me to your favorites, most appreciative.
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Hey, thanks for the :+fav:! :wave:
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thx for the favs
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ur cool mate, thanks for praise :D (Big Grin) 
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Thank you for the favorite :)
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Thank you so much for the fave on Sensual :) 
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