#a short poem(?) about my life
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I will never get used to How gently you treat me. As if I were fragile as glass, My existence lacking solidity.
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i don’t desire mediocre love. i want a love that is so deep, i want someone to drown in me.
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toothpaste
i sometimes brush my teeth so hard there’s blood when i spit
i still think there’s a “right way” to do things in life
but i still end up drawing blood
red mixed with cloudy white
an imperfection in cleanliness
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Today
was not a nice
day, then
I came home—
my cat's on
her cushion, all's
right with the
world.
stupid work... by me
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hills filled with fog as
leaves, autumnually crisped,
drift lazily; cutting their way
through and
landing in morning dew
C.A.
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Nostalgia & Rainbow Rocks
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You can revisit the same paths
Yet the stones don't look the same;
The birds don't sing the same.
There is a storm looming overhead,
Where sunshine once was-
And as the sky opens up and kisses your skin with a few cool drops,
You carry the reminder that though you have walked these stone steps,
Time is not a merciful suitor.
And she lingered here after you.
What a bittersweet taste of fleeting light,
The hope on the horizon before it fell to earth.
I wonder, oftentimes,
If our laughter can be heard somewhere else in the universe.
As for now,
I hear the sprinkling of rain-
And other memories being made.
Somewhere, far off in the distance..
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Even the most tame of dogs are
threatened
manipulated
tortured
abused
neglected
and whether they like it or not....
Those "tame dogs" WILL go back to their wild roots
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I was always nothing
Too fat, too flat
Makeup not well-kept
An insecure mess with a smile
But to them I seemed steady
I only shake from the inside
So they continued to tell me how they felt
Now I track what I eat
I spend more time getting ready
But still I’m occasionally rocked
An insecure mess with a smile
They tell me I’m pretty
But in the end at what cost?
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i will make you villainous;
the same way i will make you a saint
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Thinking about how most of the time when you have the option to stay quiet during a companion quest you get approval for letting them handle it and sometimes even get disaproval for talking over them
And then with Shadowheart's quest speaking up with Viconia not only gives a +5(while *keep silent* gives nothing) but also if you don't do that she will look genuinely scared when Viconia asks you to hand her over
#girl just wants someone to love her and stand up for her😭#I've been choosing to stay silent for all my pt's since I'm so used to letting the companions handle their own quests#so I always get the scared look at Viconia's offer#which is heartbreaking but makes perfect sense#she's spent most of her life being used and abused by her caretakers whose love was so desperate for#of course when confronted with that trauma she's gonna have a moment of doubt in regards to the person she loves now#but turns out just standing up for her beforehand cuts that panic short!#anyway I just think it's a very interesting character detail that having someone vocally have her back#is more important than leading the confrontation herself#bg3#shadowheart#also not to get overly self-indulgent#but you know that one poem about how to the author being butch means this feeling of chivalry towards other girls?#that feeling is part of why this romance works so well for me#Shadowheart isn't weak and she is the hero of her own story#but you do kinda get to be her knight in shining armor so to speak you know?#larian did a great job of balancing that with still making sure she has enough agency and stands on her own#and without ever making it feel like the romance is mainly geared towards men#I appreciate that
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We met waiting for the train. And when it went astray, You asked if I'd seen it pass. I said I thought it was delayed.
Apparently that's all it took, To strike up a conversation. The world seems less lonely. What luck, I was at the station.
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I drank melancholy and regret with my mother’s milk.
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June 2nd
Soft whirring and clicking fills the dust-stuffed, late afternoon sunbeam-illuminated study that exists only within myself.
Rolodex shifting, textured paper of my thoughts soaking in the sweat-damp of my fingertips until I am dry
Sorting stiff cards back and forth, some yellow-aged and others fresh-printed
Click. Click, whirr. Shift. Sigh.
Each label stamped so clearly, so deliberately in firm, confident black ink.
What to do. Why to do it.
Hobbies, projects, dreams, hopes, futures. Steps forward
Click, click, whirr. Shift. Sigh.
If only I could fumble my shifting, indecisive moves thoroughly enough to earn a paper cut
Maybe the stinging sharpness will spark some decision, blossoming red wetness staining a card,
Tempting me to pluck it and make a decision.
Click. Click. Click. Whirr.
Time passes.
I have made no choices.
Nothing happens.
Click, click, whirr.
Shift.
Sigh.
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Leafless
I grit
my crooked teeth
watching from two
green windows
at forever-winter
leafless
gutter-thing
rat feast
I have fallen
once more
by me
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