The other night my kid showed me a video of a toad, a cat, and a bag of pretzels.
Me: *gasp* *shouts* there’s a toad on my rold gold!
Kid: -_-
Me: *laughing* a TOAD on my ROLD GOLD!
Kid: -_- that’s…
Me: infuriating!
Kid: … an imperfect slant rhyme. Emily Dickenson would be proud.
Me: *whispers* toad on my rold gold
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Eat
You tell me when I’m hungry and when I’m full
If I’m still hungry when I’m not supposed to
I think it’s my fault
When I’m on a train
And it stops out of nowhere
I think it’s my fault
I let them call me by any name they want
It can be anything
I don’t mind
That is how little I think of myself
I never know what I want
You always told me what I wanted
When i was cold
When I was warm
I get shocked every time you don’t know me the way I thought
How can you know me?
When I don’t even know myself?
What the fuck is my name again?
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thought i’d share a little something I made in my elements and principles of design course.
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bestockinged taint.
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brain abscess, its surgical pathology and operative technic (1922) - wells p. eagleton
“hey bbg let me see that frontal lobe ahaha”
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fun fact abt me: i fucking hate writing poetry. hate it. despise it. loathe it. it enrages me and i seethe at the mere suggestion that i should begin writing it. it makes my blood boil, my skin crawl, my heart stutter. i am filled with dread at the idea ....
however, reading it is super fun! :)
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and if a beetle climbed onto the back of a dove? and they unknowingly flew together towards the sun sinking behind the elm trees?
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Wait...
Your telling me *both* Philip Hamiltons were hot?
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You Hate Me
You hate me because I can’t clean a home as good as you.
You hate me because I don’t have as much energy as you.
You hate me because I have different values than you.
You hate me because I am nothing like you
You hate that I am not a narcissist like you.
I don’t want to be anything like you.
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she fool on my april till i Boop
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Ive gotten so used to my room being messy
That Im uncomfortable when it’s clean
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Obi-Wan Kenobi, a poem
O is for outstanding, of which he is such
B is for beautiful, which he is much
I is for intellectual, because he is smart
W is for wonderful, and I know this in my heart
A is for awesome, which is so true
N is for nice, which I know he is too
K is for kind, just like a good friend
E is for everything, because he is my man
N is for nifty, which he is so
O is for obliterating, the droid ships would know
B is for brave, a true quality, and
I is for iconic, which he is to me
-Obi-Wan Kenobi, a poem by Phoebe which was written as she went
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I am a poet, I don't say, "I miss you."
I say,
"Every mile between us is a knife embedded in my flesh. How simple was life before I knew the ache of your absence."
@/chaosinline
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Hiking
The sun sparkles on the leaves.
The wind floats with a song.
I walk until my feet are sore,
And then I still carry along.
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