A collection of written works by someone completely uninspired & exponentially regular about it.Founder of the Bridge Road Writers[ bridgeroadwriters.com] [Poetry] [Muse Inspired]
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If someone wants to hate you, Make them dance for it.
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libraryofcrap 30art challenge // DAY 3// create own plant
Okay, so…pretty self explanatory. The persona-plant is a man made plant. It can cure any physical or mental disease within a two month period. Staying at home can now help you live longer! Joke. Sorry that wasn’t funny.
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Gross. Uploading it here lowered the quality. Anywho.
libraryofcrap 30art challenge // DAY 2 // mythological creature.
Meet The Panda Dragon: he watches over villages and is said to be the spirit of an emperor that was wrongfully murdered by his own brother. P. Dragon(his cool nickname) often hangs with The Monkey King and eats lots of bamboo when he’s not kicking corrupt imperial ass!
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screw sketchbook deadlines // work at your own pace
Are you really doing the 30art because omg ❤️ -libraryofcrap
I’m 4 days behind :/ ill try to catch up though
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Aye. Get you a me ;) ~ // Day 1 of libraryofcrap 30 day art challenge
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day 2 of libraryofcrap‘s 30 day drawing challenge - a mythical creature. so i drew a satyr that’s a total bro havin’ a real good time at spring break 2k15.
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Aching are the cuts Your loved ones told you not to But still they bled Inflicted by the bygones Let them be Then you are gone Claimed space is only The spans between these scars I had no one to warn be Inflated these balloons Would soon be lungs burst I am screaming Deaf hearts can't hear the dying Only the already dead How long must I suffer Before I am heard
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hey there i’m doing libraryofcrap’s 30 day drawing challenge bc i decided it’s time to get off of my ass and draw so here’s day 1 - yourself as a character. tbh i am a character so i just drew me all gross and tired after ballet bc i was supposed to go tonight but went out to eat with my brother instead. i haven’t drawn shit in literal months please be gentle i also don’t know how to do a read more with a picture
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I shouldn’t have driven That’s what I tell myself As I hit the beer I bought for myself But I did And I swallow this reality As karaoke rights through the air And the people sang
I shouldn’t have driven It’s not regret or remorse But something bordering on sanity The realization of what it means To buy yourself a drink In a crowded bar And the people sang
I shouldn’t have driven Someone ordered acoustic Three steps past drunks Half a cup before blacked out There isn’t anyone to notice There won’t be anyone to know this And the people sang
I shouldn’t have driven But I have to get home I’m afraid I can’t tell you Where exactly that is Or even where we are Or when And the people sang
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I am the hole that cannot be filled
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I am the side of the bed Farthest from the door It is dark and quiet In the places you cannot be We are monsters Not even in our dreams Against oblivion and The warmest of thems beside I am here Until I slip away
I am the side of bed Closest to the door Ready to flee at a moments greatness Slumbering depths even deeper Than learning to swim Tucked against the softest of thems We are feathers Eventually we will fly away Not today Dreaming is how we do it now.
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I am the side of bed Closest to the door Ready to flee at a moments greatness Slumbering depths even deeper Than learning to swim Tucked against the softest of thems We are feathers Eventually we will fly away Not today Dreaming is how we do it now.
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I want For once To taste The light
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This, is perfect.
day 1: yourself as a character
I chose Wirt from over the garden wall!!
(thank you libraryofcrap for the prompt!)
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Tight are the wrappings Compensating for This fragile placing Sometimes even weak But then the pain is gone I am immobilized
Tight are the wrappings Around and again Ending up like the sun In the orbits of each other A soft golden cast You seal with one kiss
Tight are the wrappings Circumnavigating us Starting with infinity A steady repetition We are without adhesive Clinging to ourselves
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Taste me like I swallow you All at once Choking on salts Lingering Breathe me like I inhale you With urgent need For instant life Salvation Swim me like I drown in you Struggling through the truths Sinking into acceptance Infatuation Take me like I accept you Finding the tides Standing the storms Forgiveness Learn me like I know you Gauging all depths Wading all shallows Existence Love me like I love you Without an end in sight Through every day and night Forever
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im not allowed to cut myself so i find other ways to tarnish my existence to hurt myself some days today i think ill drink too much pass out on the floor wake up sensitive to light loathfully drink some more
thursday seems the type of day on which i’m called to eat and eat and eat and eat and eat i hope i vomit in my sleep yesterday i cut my hair it looks bad and i feel tame looking in the mirror is to drink from a well of pain i’ll find some way to hurt myself destroy my friendships, find regrets i’ll find some way to hurt myself and hopefully i will meet death
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