After a hard day's workSaved the world....Now for tea.
StargazerDepths of space,astronomy inside you
A Mother laments her Childs Logic and HygieneFear of vacuuming?That's a phobia?!
Lament of Evil One on the edge of World DominationWell, I never!Again I'm thwarted!
InsomniaAs always,thought stops me sleeping
A Matter of InterpretationI reach out for you,falling
The Knight's Last Words"Why is it always a dragon?!"
To My Almost-ChildSorry you never had a name.
RealityThe porridge is never "just right"
Planenobody suspected me; i'm too pale
Afraid?"Of dying?" "No, of... not living."
Irony of Aging.Days get longer, but years, shorter.
Collab--InsanityThe world drove me to insanity.Insanity drove me from the world.
virgin culturethere's a little more to love than lustand a little more to a person than a label.you can try to sum me up in five words or less and you'll find those words,but you won't be able to reduce me to them.you can't turn me into something that can be thrust,curse-like,down the grapevinewhen there's something more to me than the colour of my eyes or the size of my chest.and that's something we could all do with remembering.but this is the culture we were born into.where the length of your hair is more important than the sincerity of your words,and nothing matters as much as the kardashians' latest scandal or talking some hot chick into bed.i'm nineteen. i understand. but i'm frequently finding myself writhing in my own reassurance that i exist.my name is melissa, i am a liberal, college-going female who doesn't remember what her own house looks like but remembers her childhood telephone numberand i'm not sure if that's ok. is it normal, am i the only one in this goddamn world wh
dear alaina.dear alaina,i am not being passive-aggressive. i am not avoiding confrontation or arguments or sensitive subjects so that i won't get upset: i'm writing a letter that i can't imagine you'll see, explaining to you everything that i need you to know.i'm sorry i'm not better. i'm sorry that i'm not trying. i'm sorry, but i can't, not now. i wish you could understand, without any fear or worry, that i need to destroy myself before i can get better. it's like i'm a phoenix, needing to catch fire and turn to ash before i can be reborn. i need to be the biggest source of pain and misery in my life; i can't let anyone else have the power to hurt me more than i have hurt myself already.it's not enough to tear myself apart, in every sense that i can. it's not enough to pull strings of skin from the teeth of my razor and clutch toilet paper from the public bathroom to my arm like if i don't, i might die - in all hones
One Straw Too Many"I want you gone.""I know."
Shotgun FuneralOne strange wedding. Even stranger funeral.
I WillI will pave my own road.
+Don't ask, don't tell+You. Me. Nobody has to know.
This is No Longer a Fairy TaleExpecting a happy ending?...Leave now.
'Murderer'On your tombstone, I'll bleed'murderer'
Words hurt you know?I wish you punched me instead.
Fairy Tale EndingWe never had our happy ending.
My Fairy TaleOnce upon a time....never mind
Happy Ending?Rode into the sunset...now what?