#mamo daybreak

[g3n3s1s-l0v3]

sniles so sneetly . okaye :3 how about riley dakota and mamo .. theyre so silly ....

RONNIE IM SO SORRY I DIDNT HAVE IT IN ME TO ANSWER THIS ASK FOR SO LONG. BUT IM HERE NOW. sorry these are prtty short im not in the best mental right now but i am powering thru!!!!!!!

ok this is my fourth time writing this cuz i keep getting distracted and then. the page refreshes. and then i explode. anyways I LOVE DAKOTA

DAKOTA NICOLE

naturally has pretty curly hair

listens to emo music as like a guilty pleasure, normally listens to pop

almost all of her clothes are branded

has at least one large tattoo

broke her nose once and had to get a medical rhinoplasty to fix it

does heavy makeup almost every day so her idea of getting ‘done up’ is like… rhinstones and shit

absolutely ASS grades. barely graduated

her entire dorm is painted bright pink + cheetah print in some spots

she strikes me as either a younger sister or only child

cat person! persian maybe?

MAMO IKAIKA

only owns sports bras

wears a forest-y perfume normally, vanilla when she’s trying to be fancy

chronic insomnia haver

once almost set her room on fire by leaving a candle burning too long

does her own hair most of the time

very easily jealous + has gotten pretty good at hiding it

prone to sports injuries

very neat handwriting

indie rock music enjoyer, althought she’ll listen to anything that sounds good

has a good deal of freckles + sun damage from standing outside all day every day for however many years

RILEY WEST

hm. hes such a creature

so many injuries its ridiculous 

has very strong skin now. emotionally. he still gets scrapped up all the time

got popped on the head as a baby when he fell out of a tree

hmmmmmm cat person? ginger cats

has pet hampter and someone else in his family has a pet bunny

he adores them both but really shouldnt be trusted to watch animals

speed reader

has a stutter when he gets excited ot stressed out

his idea of dressing fancy is putting on converse rather than nike

barks at little kids on roblox

and in real life

[wdwashere]

Beautiful Mess

[tanunigans]

Can…..can you drawew……dakota and mamo…..LEBISAN

YES I CAN !!!

[pigengy]

average mamo round

[mossycobblestonearts]

the yippee rancher returns

okay, so like, if you know, you know...

i'm on roblox, hold the boos, i don't actually care

the daybreak discord server got nuked :( and all my yippees DIED which is UNACCEPTABLE

so,, i will be posting them all here,, eventually...

anyways,, this will act as the master post for the yippees!!! (in order of creation)

things will be hyperlinked as they are posted :)

the masterlist <3

adriana

arlo

gabrielle cole

eiji inagaki

iris

jun inagaki

yara valle

mamo ikaika

cora madden

jack sato

seung kwan

yeona jeung

sarah lindholm

emery rivera

dae-jung pak

yan tian

eman attia

riley west

serena wolfe

kyle wolfe

finley marai (polluted)

dakari bowens

amari taymiyyah

elijah songaa

taylor dalton

chaoxing lai

yvonne kojo

unforgotten

taliyah mehta (stalker)

yronica ayala

alexei (watcher)

lyndon davenport

kelvin mars

crystal phechr

klara cruz (ghost)

elizabeth payne

ye-jun im (idol)

nami deng

dakota nicole

emil singh

winona davis (banshee)

crosby aldrich

callum gallagher

jules (showstopper)

cole volkov (werewolf)

mahali (apostate)

p3-ng (android)

becca prescott

sera

makoto shizuka

tanasha njoki (empress)

christoph hoftman (surgeon)

alexis hargrove (host)

rayner byrne

wren harris (slasher)

sanjana dewan

tara sokolova (voidskulk)

saadiya ali

aaaquil che

parker kaplan

ryder parikh

lawrence payne (warden)

aiden talbot (janitor)

nathen reyes

gavin prescott

daryl ross (principal)

tabitha harris

anais desir

[inhernature]

(via Lyz Soto: "Today I Am Full of Birds")

Lyz Soto

1. If you run for too long, you forget everything. Even your limbs become invention. A fallacy of skin you tell yourself you once had when you knew how to be more, so birds are the stories you now tell your flesh. You remind her of the Swift who flies for years, as if land is an impossible trick. You tell her about the Sea Eagle from China lost in America for years. Flying and flying and never finding home. You remember her the ʻAlauahio, the ʻŌʻō, the Olomaʻo the Kākāwahie, the ʻĀkepa, the Nukupuʻu the ʻŌʻū, the Mamo, the ʻUla-ʻai-hawane, the Poʻo-uli, the Kāmaʻo, the ʻAmaui, the birds, the birds, the birds. You remember her all the birds who had to be more to be.

2. This morning I am unsure how a bird exists when she has been seen only under glass for more than fifty years. Her feathers a feeble reminder of what she could be. Diminished to a hush of keratin and collagen. This bird once shook the forest with her color.

3. This morning I am not sure how I am still here. Daybreak—               just another process of shedding of peeling back to meat with no     new      skin to shelter.

Every breath, a surprise. The heart beats still. But how—how do we quiet these too loud bones when our seams are worn by so much running?

4. When you finally stop you still feel your insides running. Those involuntary tissues scrambling to burst through your surfaces. What would you do to let them free? When all of you is full of run, you imagine yourself feathers. There is a bird inside you pushing at all your cracks. The punctures of vanes are just more places for you to breathe. This bird inside you would know how to draw breath. This bird inside you would know the song struggling in your throat. What will you do to let this bird free? What will you do to find all the songs you should sing?

5. Today we remember the Kākāwahie. we remember the ʻAlauahio, the ʻŌʻō, the Olomaʻo, the ʻĀkepa, the Nukupuʻu the ʻŌʻū, the Mamo, the ʻUla-ʻai-hawane, the Poʻo-uli, the Kāmaʻo, the ʻAmaui.

Today we remember our body before we severed our own wings just so we could hide from the man in the story who would pin all our wings to the ground.

[thesefevereddays]

Today I Am Full of Birds

By Lyz Soto

1.

If you run for too long, you forget everything.

Even your limbs become invention. A fallacy of skin

you tell yourself you once had when you knew

how to be more, so birds are the stories you now tell

your flesh. You remind her of the Swift

who flies for years, as if land is an impossible trick. You tell

her about the Sea Eagle from China lost

in America for years. Flying and flying and never

finding home. You remember her the ʻAlauahio, the ʻŌʻō,

the Olomaʻo the Kākāwahie, the ʻĀkepa, the Nukupuʻu

the ʻŌʻū, the Mamo, the ʻUla-ʻai-hawane, the Poʻo-uli,

the Kāmaʻo, the ʻAmaui, the birds, the birds,

the birds. You remember her all the birds

who had to be more

to be.

2.

This morning I am unsure how

a bird exists when she has been seen only

under glass for more than fifty years. Her feathers

a feeble reminder of what she could be. Diminished

to a hush of keratin and collagen. This bird

once shook the forest with her color.

3.

This morning I am not sure how

I am still here. Daybreak—

just another process of shedding

of peeling back to meat

with no new skin to shelter.

Every breath, a surprise.

The heart beats still.

But how—how do we quiet

these too loud bones

when our seams are worn

by so much running?

4.

When you finally stop

you still feel your insides running.

Those involuntary tissues scrambling

to burst through your surfaces. What

would you do to let them free? When all of you

is full of run, you imagine yourself feathers.

There is a bird inside you pushing

at all your cracks. The punctures of vanes

are just more places for you to breathe.

This bird inside you would know

how to draw breath. This bird inside you

would know the song struggling

in your throat. What will you do

to let this bird free? What will you do

to find all the songs

you should sing?

5.

Today we remember the Kākāwahie.

we remember the ʻAlauahio, the ʻŌʻō,

the Olomaʻo, the ʻĀkepa, the Nukupuʻu

the ʻŌʻū, the Mamo, the ʻUla-ʻai-hawane,

the Poʻo-uli, the Kāmaʻo, the ʻAmaui.

Today we remember our body

before we severed our own wings

just so we could hide

from the man

in the story

who would pin

all our wings

to the ground.

[unofficial-til-death-roblox]

i found out mamo has a scout tf2 skin and i nkw want to play daybreak agaib

[g3n3s1s-l0v3]

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