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angryaromantics · 8 months

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Aromantic, as in I will die alone. Aromantic, as in we all will. But only one of us has stacked the deck and shuffled the cards, has seen the tower, the bullet, the fire. Only one of us has skin as thick as the brick wall I used to climb as a child, finding crumbling footholds and loose trajectories. I was alone then, too.

Aromantic as in, you can’t split an atom, but I can. You’re set in your ways, but I am god. You’ve been pushing the same damn eggs around on your plate across the breakfast table from the partner you haven’t liked in three years. I’m on a plane splitting each minute into subatomic particles.

Aromantic as in, you’ve never felt this way before. It’s too deep for you to swim, but not me. I’m swimming with the fishes now, baby, seeing colors you can’t fucking see. Blue and yellow and green green green! From far away, everything’s green, and I’m swimming lower and flying higher than you would believe.

Aromantic as in better than you. Aromantic as in you didn’t hear the sarcasm in that, did you? Not quite smart enough, are you? Almost like you’re overcompensating for something, aren’t you? Aromantic as in it’s never been about you. Aromantic as in fuck you, baby. Literally. Fuck. You.

I've closed the door, but I’m flying, babe. You'll never know. Can’t see me now, can you? I'm alone.

#koko thinkin thots #aromantic #aro #koko poems #sort of #I just think....garbled audio adifjpikljfkdsjak bzzzz-#yeah you get it

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theheartofthekoko · 8 months

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@nosebleedclub 's September Prompts // Day 14 // Final Rites

#words #koko poems #nosebleedclub #poetry

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blessedwithlucky7s · 2 years

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NOW

If your time is often spent wasted:

If every waking moment of your existence is you, off with the faeries;

Lost in thought, wondering “what could have been,” or, “what could be,” you’re stuck on a loop in time that has either already been lost, or is not quite yet yours; what a waste….

This is for those who are often lost in thought.

Off with the faeries, trying to loose themselves in Wonderland, (perhaps trying to forget something whilst doing so).

Some using substances to disassociate, others cutting themselves up (inside and out), just so they can survive/stay alive just one more day, but are loosing themselves in the process:

Life is not so black and white,

And time is precious.

Stay in the grey,

And live in the now.

You can be everything you want to be, right every wrong you’ve ever done in the now. In this very moment, in fact, I’m doing just that!

Most importantly,

Don’t forget that you are loved.

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#blessedwithlucky7s #kokolouisenalty #poets on tumblr #poem #poems and poetry #poets of tumblr #.koko.#poetry #live in the now #now #spilled ink #kln blogging #journal entry #kln journal entries

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kokoescoto · 1 year

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I KEPT MY WORD

I remember when you said “Please don’t ever leave me.” I held you close and I promised that the only way I would leave you was only if you left me.

Fast forward 7 years and it’s a memory of you, filling me up with loving words, proclaiming that I am the love of your life, that this time you will try to change.

But in the end, I had to protect myself. I built a wall that not even I could take down. Hoping it would hurt less when I left.

And for almost 2 years, the guilt I had carried to leave a person I promised to love forever consumed me.

Until I finally realized that each time you called me names, screamed in my face, watched me cry, and said I deserved it.

You had already left me.

By Koko Escoto - I'm still healing Tiktok: Sweet.Naranja Instagram: SweetestNaranja

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watchingblsnowandforever · 1 year

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Couldn't sleep and it was 5.30 in the morning so my brain decided to come up with this and cause me pain by having to type on a tiny phone keyboard without my freaking glasses.

#koko writes #original poem #poem #midnight

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pussyandpetrichor · 1 year

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Hemogenes on Catullus V

I've heard it said

"it's rude to stare"

and so I turned my gaze

but love wont die

and I still care

and so my gaze will stay.

My love for friends

will never end

until my flesh is grey

and so I love

and live and send

others' thoughts away.

#koko speaks #koscheiswriting #thats just the name of the poem #i am the one who wrote it

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randomrichards · 4 months

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KOKOMO CITY:

Black trans sex workers

Discuss everyday struggles

No apologies

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lunieelove · 2 years

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Disguise

i should have noticed the signs, you still look at her with those eyes, i was always blinded by your lies, i always thought you were wise, but you're an asshole in disguise. - you finished talking, your teacher asked you to make a short poem and recite it in front of the class. some people clapped and some people started complaining since it was 'sad', they say. you ignored them and proceeded to your seat. "eh, y/n-chan why is it sad? are you okay?" your seat mate asked with a frown and worry written on her face. you just chuckled and put your head down on your desk. —————————- Koko's POV i look at you with those hearts in my eyes, i blinded her with my lies, i have to listen to her cries, it's not my fault my feelings died, but it's my fault for being a asshole in disguise.

wattpad: Lunieprtty note: hello, sorry for the errors, english is not my first language. idk if this is too confusing but it's all about how koko is still not over his ex ehem- akane, despite having you as his girlfriend. take note that this is a high school au so no one is dead. ask questions if you're confused!!

#tokyo revengers kokonoi #tokyo revengers #angst #short poem #akane inui #y/n #tr #koko #kokonoi hajime

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woklaza · 4 months

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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐁𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞, 𝐟𝐨𝐫: 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐍𝐨– 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐒𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥. 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐒𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈’𝐦 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧. ~𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲

I tried something different lol. After 1 hr of cramps, I finally finished this poem that probably sucks but whatever. Uhh... yeah!

KOKO DE QUUIZZU! IMPOSSIBLY EASY QUIZ!

Question: Who was

a) the writer

b) the letter for

ugh whatever yall already know

Anywayyyys, I got the idea from my head and those were my thoughts:

Love letter to urself -> BSD men-> Love letter to BSD men-> Love letter from BSD men to BSD men-> Soukoku-> Suicide note-> LOVE LETTER TO SUICIDE NOTE -> POETICLY

Welll... bye~ (ik this will NOT get interactions but I may start a series of angsty poems like this if this gets likes)

#bsd #bsd angst #poetry #skk #soukoku #bungo stray dogs #dazai #chuuya #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #love poem #ahhh my cramps came back futgy #it's 3:15 am

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xblackreader · 1 year

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Th’eobrama Cacao (sweet like koko)🤎

attuma x okoye (18+)

At first, it was a joke. A joke at her expense, but just friendly jesting nonetheless.

Riri started calling Okoye “Koko” the moment she stopped being afraid of her and it sorta caught on, especially Mbaku saw how deeply she’d blush and become upset. Attuma noticed too but she was just so cute pouting…

so attuma loves calling her koko. when he’s teasing her. when she is acting stuffy. when he just wants to see how her eyes widen and her cheeks puff up and her nose scrunches.

“Come to me, Koko.” He calls her softly when the small group of friends and allies are gathered for drinks and conversation. They’re a few hours in and Okoye was never a heavy drinker, but she could hold her liquor. Riri was nearly incapacitated and Ayo was gone, her brow furrowed even in sleep as she snuggled up to her adoring wife.

Attuma notices she’s a bit tipsy and He holds his arms out to her, so she may slide into her designated spot on his lap comfortably. She moves to join him, but freezes when she registers what he called her. Her nose scrunching wonderfully, exactly like he loved. Like a feisty bunny rabbit.

“Attuma! No, not you too!” She smacked him on his shoulder, pretty hard actually, but he continued to smile at her, placing a kiss on her wrist when she got close enough.

“Ko’oj,” Her boyfriend pulled her by her hand onto his strong thigh, while Shuri gagged from the corner, immaturely. “You are as sweet as a cacao bean and refined to perfection like cocoa, it’s fitting… Koko.” He ran his hands over her waist and back, making her relax against her will. His hands… magical but evil things.

Aneka snorted, rolling her eyes from her spot glued to Ayo’s side, “cacao is very bitter sometimes though.”

Shuri took this time to speak up, “And so it fits her! Sweet, and yet bitter!” Shuri hissed at her older sister when she threw one of her shoes at the black pantheress.

“The demon herself! It fits like a poem!” M’Baku threw in, landing a hefty slap from laughter into Ku’kul’kan’s back, who glared but shrugged it off. Namora and Riri had the decency to pretend not to laugh. Another shoe flew on that direction; their sweet “Koko” being the culprit.

Okoye glared at them, and then at her boyfriend who dared to let out a small snicker, his inhibitions down from the alcoholic beverages being served.

He cleared his throat and held her close, smiling when she continued to throw curses at him and his bloodline, which would soon be hers but whatever. “She is Koko, not cacao.”

“I am Okoye! You will fear me!” M’baku guffawed and her shoe, this time, did not miss his head.

Some days,

She tries to retaliate by calling him “Tuna” to make him mad… let’s just say, he finds it amusing, so it doesn’t work.

Attuma smirks so proudly when she calls him such, having been used to her calling him a “shark” before they we’re officially courting. He can take a joke and brush it off.

When they’re alone however…

Enjoy the rest here... edited and fully revised

#black women #x black reader #attuma x okoye #okoye x attuma #attoye #black panther #marvel #black panther wakanda forever #namor #shuri #aneka #ayo #riri williams

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gardenofthefareast · 5 months

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Utagawa Hiroshige

Title: Poem 15: Emperor Koko

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angryaromantics · 8 months

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#koko thinkin thots #aroallo #koko poems #sort of #sorry you guys get my cringefail poetry #it usually goes on main but this ones aromantic themed again!!!

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theheartofthekoko · 7 months

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@nosebleedclub's September Prompts // Day 17 // Not a Lover

#words #nosebleedclub #poetry #koko poems #spilled ink

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blessedwithlucky7s · 1 year

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Scratch Pad | Journal Entries Vol.01

OCTOBER 18th, 2021 | 11:58AM

Sometimes the sadness I feel becomes so overwhelming that I would rather kill myself to end all of this suffering, than to stay alive, here, and feel this way.

It's so melancholic, this existence... every year it declines in substance, and the more humanity I encounter along my journey (here, on Earth! lol), the less unique or exclusive I am beginning to find human beings as a whole, and, the more cynical in nature am I beginning to find “the meaning life”; then again, perhaps nature’s cynicism is beginning to really rub off on me…

Whatever the answer, it’s all irrelevant anyway… I no longer exist on a plane in which I am able to accurately judge the answer to that question.

I feel like my life started out like something from some beautiful (whimsical) fairytale. Every memory, or moment in time was something I'd liken out of the many Disney movies and story books I grew up with; and then, as time has gone on, it has began to twist out... bent unto a deformed, older and more mature (and extremely peculiar) horror-tale, near sucked-dry it's brilliance, or substance (colour), my life is currently in sepia:

greyscale "coming soon" to a city near you...!

And, as I stare at my old Facebook photos, (or, when my Facebook got deleted the first time,) the photos on my pc: when I try and look back into "how things used to be", I see not only one, but about 12 distinctly different memories about what happened back then..

And now that I've travelled so far away from that time, I feel like Dorothy, or Alice... and in that moment I want nothing more than to be in the home of my true memories, filled with vibrance again, brighter than day, and more clear than the full moon lighting up the darkness...

"There's no place like home...

There's no place like home..."

... 🌇 ...

And, just like that, all my beloved Disney-themed fairytale narratives are no more..

Princesses being swept away by a knight in shining armour, dragons fighting the king and kings men, guarding a city of thorns... Gone.

All that lay in their wake were the twisted versions of their predecessors. The princesses became whores, the princes: deformed, scared and scary, real, versions of their former selves.. some dead before their happy ending was to come, (their long lost love and thus their lives, undone) - and the remaining? Why, swallowed whole by the dragon, of course!

Nothing but dust and cobwebs adorn The City of Thorn's gates, thick as thieves, yet to be disturbed in this strange futuristic neo-fairytale city..

And, like the lost pages of my fairytales, I too have come undone.

I numb the pain of my existence, and the gravity of my trauma with heavy drug-use. Opiates, stimulants, benzos, ghb/14b... whatever I’m able to get my hands on.

Each day, I spend it as if it is my last; not knowing if I will wake up after the last shot of smack I had.

Like Snow-White, or Sleeping Beauty, I'm -

__________----------__________----------__________----------________----------__________----------__________----------

///…There is an obvious break here: I more than likely just passed out… Probably from exhaustion (due to crying myself to sleep, lol**). Anyway, moving on...\\\

OCTOBER 21st, 2021 | 11:58AM

I used to wake-up and "Carpe Diem"!

Nowadays, in my wake I see the billowing path of destruction behind me where my body collapsed the previous night (or morning), and give-up before I've even finished looking at the mess I may blame my partner on but honestly, it is my own fault for allowing things to get this way.. I just don’t know how to deal with that, though.

//__All I know now__\\ All that I am certain of at this point in my life, is that one day, if I do not become just another statistic/number on a graph owned by the system:

If I survive this, and continue down the same path I am currently, then that means that one day (soon) the drugs are going to stop working… And when that happen’s,

I’m going to have to deal with whatever trauma guided me down this Rabbit Hole in the first place.

** Just want to note here guys, I tend to use a lot of comedy to kind of "get through" my traumas. It helps me cope a lot better.

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bluerskiees · 2 years

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Can I request boyfriend ran haitani headcanons plz!!

Ran Haitani Headcanons 🪄🔮

Fluff [☁️]

｡ ˳ْ 👤 ⍈ 𓇼 𓂂 ˚ ◌ㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ ｡ 𓋼𓍊 : 흙 ₊ ˚ 흙.

- Has definitely showed you off to rindo and other bonten members.

- Buys you cakes and chocolates whenever he's late.

- Spoils you a lot. Babygirl wants a diamond jewellery? There— you have it, but be a good girl for daddy later.

- Teaches you to fight because he doesn't want anything to happen to you when he's not around.

- Loves to shower together with you. He especially adores the way you put essential oil.

- LOVES it when you play with his hair, he find it comforting.

- Flirty af but a total sweetie pie too.

- Hires a lot of maids because he doesn't want you to do any works.

- Fav spots to kiss: Nape, Forehead, Back of ur hands, Lips and the top of your head.

- Glares menacingly at anyone who throws you a dirty look.

- Would absolutely cry if you keep on telling him how much you love him and stuffs :(

- Acts like a tough guy, is a tough guy but also a baby with the personality of a 5 y/o.

- Loves kissing you in front of others, especially Sanzu and Koko.

- He always played the 'Big Brother' role and get super soft if you tell him you're proud of him, he doing amazing and just being supportive.

- If u had any competitions or stuffs, Would literally scream to cheer for you. Doesn't care about the people looking at him weirdly <3

- Take you out on classy rich dates.

- Asks your opinion on his fashion.

- A cat person.

- Prefers tea over coffee

- Loves to match outfits with you <3

- You ans rindo once matched outfits ACCIDENTALLY, Still sulks over it.

- Loves your home made foods.

- Knows you like the back of his hands.

- Jokes a lot.

- Seriously, he does Joke/Prank a lot.

- Would definitely enjoy dark humour.

- Sometimes you may have to explain the memes to him.

- Kisses your face to wake you up.

- Would skip his meeting just to lay in the bed with you for 5 more minutes.

- Jealous and Protective. Not too much tho cuz he trusts you a lot.

- Has your contact saved as "Sugarplum" or "Sunshine" or "Sugar".

- Could talk endless hours about how perfect you are, How you changed him for the better, How you light up his world.

- Loves to slow dance with you in the middle of the night in the backyard ( esp when it rains) with a slow sing going in the background.

- Learns to cook for you.

- Gives you breakfast in bed atleast twice a week.

- Hugs, Cuddles and kisses are a must.

- Touch starved no matter how many times you kiss/hug him.

- Loves pda.

- Grows a variety of roses/ flowers in the garden cuz you like them :(

- Even though he's not the best with plants, He tries his best to water them daily. Hires a botanist just in case.

- Writes poems for you.

- LITERALLY like a teenager in love.

- Thinks you're an angel from heaven.

- Plays guitar and sings some songs for you if you couldn't sleep.

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watchingblsnowandforever · 1 year

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#so. . .yeah #i wrote a song #I've never written about love before #probably because I've never experienced it #but anyways #hope you guys like(d) it #also‚ it was after writing this that I realized this PERFECTLY fits bad buddy #coincidence?#probably #song #original song #bad buddy #because why not #koko writes #can also be read as a poem

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