princessinsidethetower

[princessinsidethetower]

[princessinsidethetower]

not normie enough to fit in but not fringe enough to lean into being a freak, worst of both worlds, pure liminality, just the weird coworker, and unrelatable classmate. and your mutual

[princessinsidethetower]

In my next life I want

to be a hill, green

standing proud and still

Or a palm tree

oscilating in the wind

dancing with the music of

rustling leaves

Or a rain drop, falling in

a night with a soft breeze

like a lover's caress in your skin

as I trail down your cheek.

[princessinsidethetower]

My oil painting of an Uncrustable

[princessinsidethetower]

Maybe happiness is listening to music with your dog next to you wrapped on your blanket akin to a cocoon, and your cat in a crevice made by your legs emanating a warmth nothing can compare.

[princessinsidethetower]

“I”, who reside between the folds of your brain

I don’t want to perceived

do not think of me

Never let me live in the vacuum

of thoughts never spoken

of twisting words 

of actions stripped of their meaning.

Do not let me live in the space

between insecurity and fear.

I did not say that, I did not mean that.

Try letting the churning cogs rest for

perhaps a year

and see.

Let me rest,

The inside of your mind in no place for me

Let the me in your brain disappear

Let me be me.

[princessinsidethetower]

“You never realize the holes a person leaves behind until you fall into them.”

— Neal Shusterman, The Dark Side of Nowhere

[princessinsidethetower]

— Friedrich Nietzsche

[princessinsidethetower]

Let's watch the sun say goodbye

Perhaps you were born

out of a fallen leaf,

grew from the cracks 

where no one dared to live.

Perhaps you were born

with the weight of grief

wrapped around your wrists,

chains you always try to leave.

Perhaps you don’t want to be

in this cursed place where everyone is

nothing but mean. Yet I beg you, please 

stay and watch sunsets with me.

-Poems of a mundane day

[princessinsidethetower]

“I want to make beautiful things, even if nobody cares.”

— Saul Bass

[princessinsidethetower]

Cold hand in cold hand

To that one friend I miss yet still have by my side,

we still cling to what we once had.

I can't let you go and you won't leave my side,

I miss you and still hold your hand.

-Poems of a mundane day

[princessinsidethetower]

“She was still holding out for something that wasn’t going to happen. She was good at waiting. That seemed like a sad thing to be good at.”

— Ann Brashares, Girls in Pants

[princessinsidethetower]

Curtain call

[princessinsidethetower]

oh no. I've been hit with an overwhelming wave of sadness. this sucks

[princessinsidethetower]

i can’t remember what six year old me was wishing for throwing coins in the fountain and blowing on dandelions but i hope the person i am today was at least one of them

[princessinsidethetower]

popular culture used to be very much about eroticism. rockstars used to be on stage in sequins and thongs and thigh high boots playing guitars like they were masturbating. girls used to wear velvet mini dresses and no bras and red-brick-brown lipstick and mascara on their bottom lashes. people used to have body hair on television and in the movies. people used to be sweaty. people used to touch each other over denim and under cotton. foreplay used to be staring at someone over the rim of a glass across a bar across a park across a dinner table. people used to want. i think we’ve lost something

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