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Apr 7 Moo

Monday's wrecks

Apr 7 Moo

ZOO

Monday's wrecks

Sparkly gets more tracks - -
Cadets control lining up - -
- - Thugs hug come alongs.

Apr 7 Moo

Feel

Apr 7 Moo

markybiz

Feel

I really hated my skin
Not because of its color
Neither was it for its complexion
But it was supposed to make me feel

On the contrary, it wasn’t my skin that feel
But my heart, that feels like it was going to peel
The one that aches whenever i tried
The one that break whenever i cried

As I tried hurting myself physically
It wasn’t my skin that is malfunctioning
It was my heart, that not only does beating
But also destroys me mentally

Apr 7 Moo

Scabbing Over

Apr 7 Moo

Marisa Lu Makil

Scabbing Over

Why did you laugh and call me fragile
When I told you I am healing?
Healing is not weak -
This is the hardest thing I've ever done.

Healing isn't pretty. It's lots of panic attacks and freak-outs, it's a lot of emotional outbursts and not sleeping well. Healing is facing fears you didn't know you had and it's looking your past in the eyes and telling it that it has no control over you anymore. It's seeing your monsters for the first time maybe in years and telling them what they did to you. Healing is ****** and sweaty and tearful. It's messy and difficult but it is not weak. It is not fragile. It's a woman getting up from the field of battle, ****** and ***** from war, picking up her sword and choosing to fight instead of laying down to die. Healing is anything but fragile, it is anything but weak. And I won't let you tell me otherwise.

Apr 7 Moo

I don't feel the need

Apr 7 Moo

Autisma

I don't feel the need

Into the vortex
The past swells like a baffoon
As if we had no right anyway
To be creative with a zoom

Apr 7 Moo

Watermelon

Apr 7 Moo

Daisy

Watermelon

my gentle fingers create divots within her supple skin
squeezing her,
mocking the ache in my chest
upon the first taste.

refreshed on the brightest days
splashed by the warmth of sunrays.
it’s been many long months,
in the minutes between.

and suddenly i am back on earth,
brought back to life,
her on her back,
my mouth on her thighs.

Apr 7 Moo

Cost of Self

Apr 7 Moo

Fumbletongue

Cost of Self

If you have to lie, then deep inside,
You already know the truth you hide.
The words you twist, the stories bend,
Can never heal, can never mend.

A shadow creeps with every tale,
A weight that grows with every veil.
The truth, once bright, is lost in gray,
Each step you take leads you away.

You know you’re wrong with every breath,
Each word you speak, a quiet death.
If truth is gone, then so are we-
A bond can’t live on false debris.

If you must lie to make it through,
Then face the truth: it’s not worth you.

I think most often we lie to ourselves the most.

#lies #lie

Apr 7 Moo

Let it be me

Apr 7 Moo

Self

Let it be me

It feels like I'm stuck in a curse,
Falling too hard, and always falling first.
Maybe it’s the way I love,
Maybe love isn’t meant for me,
But is it so wrong to want it, to want to be seen?
Let this curse be undone, let there be a turn,
Shift the stars, change the script,
Let the love I give finally return.
For once, let it be me who’s found,
The one who's chosen, the one unbound.

#heartbreak

Apr 7 Moo

IT'S TIME

Apr 7 Moo

Blue Sapphire

IT'S TIME

It is time
to rise and fight.

It is time
to take a stand ,
for what is right .

It is time
to turn the tide .

Today is the time
to save the world,
for our tomorrow

          or else

there will be none.

Apr 7 Moo

[ I sometimes receive ]

Apr 7 Moo

Zywa

[ I sometimes receive ]

I sometimes receive

mail with no meaning attached:

an exchange parcel.

Comic strip #173 - "Heer Ollie en Een Bommelding" ("Sir Oliver and A Bomble-thing", 1983, Marten Toonder), tier 1387

Collection "**** & Lord"

#communication #post