Reflection
A figure stares back mockingly. She looks lost, eyes all watery. I don't recognise who is looking back at me. She looks broken, unsure of what's going on.
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A figure stares back mockingly. She looks lost, eyes all watery. I don't recognise who is looking back at me. She looks broken, unsure of what's going on.
i tried to be, a special me but all i see, is you and me we were free and we couldn't foresee that we used to be and there's no longer "we" .
#household It wasn't really beautiful, It was just a normal day, But I suppose it was, Because I met you that way, A smile is how it started, In stolen, hidden glance, That's when you saw me, And...
Oh fuck me, What a great start to my holiday, A bout of food poisoning was all I needed. Could not get to sleep last night , Thought to myself blimey it's hot...
Once upon your stumbling feet, Was somebody with a face of pride.
My hatter calls me bunny,. my hatter calls me dear,. He says I'm sweet as honey,. I giggle when he's near. My hatter is my darling,. He holds me tight at night,. And even if we're quarreling,.
Tear's will roll. And laughter will stop. Memories are always the same. But people are not. You walk out the door. You head held high. But inside your broken. You just want to cry.
There was a beautiful little kitten sat high up in a stone tower. Who's long silvery whiskers had a very magical power. Her whiskers never stopped growing since she was very small.
Your secrets will be heard,. Your lies will be found out,. With a mind no longer safe,. Everything is in doubt,. With everyone around,. Don't dare think of your PIN,. Your money will vanish,.
#household You stand at the centre of a circular room, It is dusty, old and resting in the gloom, Curtained doorways line the sides, Some are narrow, some are wide, All the same colour, giving...
I am held here,. Drifting in space,. Never too near,. Never touching your face,. Masking your sorrow,. Feeling your pain,. Catching your tears,. That fall in the rain,. I'm not always wanted,.
Don't feel like writing. Don't feel like crying. Don't feel like shining. Don't feel like hiding. Just wanna keep on trying!.
This is the truth to all those fairy tales you've come to know. The little fucking liars changed how the story would go. Snow white... She took a bite. Then she fell aslumber...
A shoulder to cry on... Someone to put a smile on. A person there for me... Someone who'll always be. A hug to comfort pain... Someone to shelter from rain. A kiss on my cheek...
Its the morning after the party but kitten has had a fall. A nasty fight with one of her mates turning out he's not one at all... Kitten as sat with tear's stinging her eyes as morning starts to rise.
Tyger. Tyger. burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry. In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes.
Don't need a pen and paper No pencil, ink or quill, I just lay down on my bed And let ideas fill Then I get that sudden feeling Like a fish at the end of a rod, And after a amount of searching, I...
Hay fever's a pain It likes to ruin a day It makes you itchy Coughy and sneezey Makes you want to die Sometimes it brings you out in a rash And when it does, you gotta act fast Slap some cream or...
Oh glorious puss, with your eyes so bright, inquisitive through and through. What a wonderful thing your senses are, alert and so fine-tuned!.
The party is all set and I am ready to go. Get the music beating move to the flow. iPuss dressed up as the egyptian queen. The biggest party you have ever seen.
This was written by Himaruya Hidekazu. The author of Hetalia. Germany, Germany, Germany is a really, really nice place.
#household. Life seems like it has gone away,. It fades out of reach, in a shade of grey,. My mind is thick with dripping black paint,. Holding me down, an oily restraint,.
@HouseHold My naked body is a canvas, cover me in body paint. Touch every inch of my skin, I really am no saint. Trace your finger over me, let my curves inspire.
Today is a special day for a mini celebration. For a little kitten who found her imagination. Little kitten iPuss has written her 300th post. Throwing an Opuss party where she's the host.