| random pictures & poems i write and take for me. (: i'm learning, and it's a slow process, but i'm getting there |
thirteen1 why are there lines on your face,thirteen
dragging deep into unknown places. they are telling everyone
all about you.
when you get old, your personality comes out, etching itself into your face.
2 why is your skin so smooth flowing over a bumpity-nose, apple-lips, sloping chin. they hide all your secrets, to them you are cute inside you are ugly
when you are young, you easily deceive them. they will never know.
twelveeven when these bruises fade from underneath my skin they will stay burned in my mind for you have dealt them increasingly disturbing and the more i think about them the more i inch closer into myselftwelve
some might call this denial i call it survival mechanism
eleven.ieleven.
You should just shut the fuck up
shut up before i make you you write your sick poems
about the hell that one goes through
ii
you think you know what you're talking about when you look at pictures of bones and read statistics but you don't know
iii
wrap barbed wires around your skin and make sure there is a pulsing beat in your head so fucking painful and chew up nails and feel your teeth
break and go for days with fading vision.
every time you
| random pictures & poems i write and take for me. (: i'm learning, and it's a slow process, but i'm getting there |
majesty"come here my little twister" she came when i called...majesty
i'm not a possessive person i think she knows that...
my little red fireball knows no love too young, she doesn't understand yet
instinct is all we have play off that, play off their fear happiness uncertainty trust
this is a bond forming finely woven by nature it is not green nor blue it is not even transparent
evident all around us, you just have to look it wraps the two of us in a warm cocoon if completed, we can waltz for eternity
| Je m'appelle Shelli. (: I always start with one word. |
morningcravings
shelli and slug.
SHLUG. <3 ;D
thats so fun to say
shlug!!
(:
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My Colorful Gallery of Fun
"Perfect Isn't Interesting."
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She will fall, once again, for the feeling.
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