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loserpoetrv · 18 days

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12 days before (happy birthday to me !)

happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you! happy birthday dear alo! happy birthday to you!

i thought everything was fine, apparently it wasn't.

i'm sorry about that.

you deserve to be angry,

and i could never be angry at you; no, not ever.

not at you.

not at,

that chipmunk smile.

those bright eyes.

nimble fingers with chewed cuticles;

i miss admiring you. pulling apart the pieces of my best friend,

enjoying every small part and fact,

we were attatched to the hip. right?

or did you.. throw.. me.. aside?

even if you did, i'd let you do it again;

over. and over.

until all i think of is you.

until all i see is you; all i feel is you; til it's the only thing...

maybe it's my fault; i put you on a fucking pedestal.

you didn't deserve my love.

four years down the drain,

only for you to replace me?

i hate you. it's your fault. you did this.

come back. i'm so alone.

i should've taken you back,

when you apologized...

i miss you ; do you miss me?

sapphic situationships are not for the weak.

the song is listened to today:

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loserpoetrv · 29 days

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timers and curfews.

i find myself,

starting to hate timers.

why?

i'll never know.

well

actually

i

do.

as you wrap your

arms around my waist,

i feel my body shiver;

twitch.

i feel the concept

of

time start to become

the least of my worries...

images of what we could do

while frank ocean plays,

flash in my

perverted mind.

my breathing quickens.

your hands trail further.

my body leans in closer.

i respond with a soft sigh.

and there it is.

that god awful.

timer.

to ruin our moment.

we awkwardly say goodbye.

i roll over as you drive away.

and i lay,

and think,

"maybe another time."

maybe i'm just bad at acting on affection.

the song i listened to today:

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loserpoetrv · 1 month

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grandfather in lakota.

honestly,

i never expected this to happen to you. again.

the golden child.

who preaches of mental health awareness;

that you fixed yourself,

that you fixed your,

depression

anxiety

suicidal thoughts.

but i don't believe you.

i saw it that night,

swerving as you gave me a ride home;

off my first shift.

i hated it.

i told sister on facetime.

she thinks you were...

drunk. i think you were high.

i get why you would react like this,

but why so impulsively?

i get you love your daughter, you're losing her.

but..

whatever. you're going to spiral.

i don't care. did you drive home safely?

maybe this is your karma. i don't want you to lose custody of her.

... hello?

you were.

only.

high,

right..?

...right?

first poem, this felt nice to get off my chest. i've been holding onto it, and it's been stressing me out.

the song i listened to today:

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loserpoetrv · 5 months

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welcome to loserpoetrv's blog.

hi my name is alo and welcome to my blog, aka the place where i'll imagine it's my diary and you guys can enjoy it in a poetic sense i suppose. i'll be here to just write poetry, and share my art with the people who share a love for this art. i've wanted to create this blog for a while now, ever since i took poetry in highschool in fact. needless to say, i hope you enjoy my art, feel free to stick around.

about me.

i'm an 18 yo native american and puerto rican loser pretty much, i'm two-spirited and unlabeled when it comes to my sexuality since i'm still figuring it out.

i use they/he pronouns.

90% of my inspiration is from the books i used to read as a kid from my mothers bookshelves, i found the creation of poetry to be a good way to express who i was inside. even on that dingy reservation.

i listen to music all the time, most of the time when i'm writing poetry i most likely have my headphones in.

my writing.

it's something that comes and goes. i'll have a messy schedule since.. i dunno.. it only dawns on me when i'm in a bad headspace.

it can be messy, it can be short, it can be long, it can be clean. it fluctuates.

sometimes i will be uploading light nsfw poems, or pure nsfw poems, and sfw poems. so you have been warned.

i write a whole variety of poems, mostly from my experiences as a bystander. i write romance poems, hate poems, sex poems, abuse, sisterhood, siblinghood, motherhood, etc etc.

current wips.

n/a

thank you for taking your time to read this, i hope you stick around.

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