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T.S. Wrokessel
Just a girl đ đ„°
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T.S. Wrokessel
Just a girl đ đ„°
Just a girl đ đ„°
Just a girl đ đ„°
Expectations.
Stressed, anxious.
Their dreamy aspirations
and their many obligations.
These fancy, pretty, perfect preparations.
They expect from me brave declarations
Isnât that the point of these nominations?
All of this adoration, this admiration, this adulation?
What if I canât live up to these reputations?
What if I canât be the person in their imaginations?
What if all this grand glorificat...
Why canât I do that?
Why donât I look like that?
Why doesnât my hair shine, my smile glimmer, and my skin glow?
Why canât I talk like her, get my way with every word?
Why doesnât my laugh sound like bells? Why donât my eyes put people under spells?
Why canât I answer every question in a confident tone?
Why do I feel so alone?
Why doesnât my every word make people laugh? Why donât I own a...
Love is like a stringâ
pulling me along, fling after fling.
Itâs not a game I like to play,
but still I play it, day after day.
When life gives you lemons,
you squeeze them for lemonade.
When life gives you roses,
you water them until theyâve decayed.
Love is like a ropeâ
stringing me along, hope after hope.
It holds me there, in the air,
scaring me, affair after affair.
Yes, love scares me,
b...
Yes, being banished here is most definitely worse than death. Yet I can still think of 100 things worse.
The darkness and I have become akin. It was bound to happen at one pointâperhaps I simply pushed it to happen sooner rather than later. Now there is a certain comfort I find here, hidden amongst the shadows.
But it was not always this way. The tree limbs once looked like monstrous arms, reac...
As long as I breathe,
I will love you.
As long as I see,
I will notice you.
No matter what I do,
remember this;
I love you.
Butâ
As long as you breathe,
you won't love me.
As long as you see,
you won't see me.
I see your eyesâ
a mix of green and blue.
They tell me lies;
let me believe in me and you.
I stare at you,
you can't even glance at me.
I'm lost in their hue,
and youâre lost in period...
Rays and rays of the Sunâs hot and rich gaze
Beating down on the sands in thick, hot bands
The airâs a haze, the Sunâs heat is ablaze
It isn't called sunshine in the desert lands
People fall in defeat to the harsh heat
Boiling and burning, scalding and scorching
The thought of water is a pure deceit
The Desert Death is always approaching...
âIâm sorry, Mom,â I whispered, my words quieter than the breeze blowing around us. Us; the ghost of my mother and I.
My arms were wrapped around my chest, giving myself the hug she couldnât. Above, the leaves of the large apple tree rustled in the wind. It had grown stronger as I stood thereânow it whipped at my clothing and blew through my hair.
I blinked as my eyes began to water. I told mysel...
âWeâre in this together, but Iâm not sure I can trust you,â he confessed under his breath.
âItâs not like you have much of a choice, Damian,â I shot back, crossing my arms in front of my chest. His comments didnât even sting anymore. Iâd realized long ago he had no heart. He was simply a world-class douche.
âNot many other people would be willing to go on thisâŠâ I paused, looking around the deck...
A laugh escaped Reaganâs lips as Henry pulled her up the stairs. She held a hand over her mouth, but it didnt matter if they made any noise. The loud music pounding downstairs covered up any sound.
Once they reached the top of the carpeted stairs, Henry attacked her face with soft kisses. Reagan giggled, finally meeting their lips in a real, full-on smooch.
Just the thought of the word smooch ma...
Bursts of blue and red
The darkness bled
Fire raced through the skies
Right before my eyes
Booms and crashes
Bright colors in flashes
The colors rained down
Erasing every frown
I remember the sounds
The cries of the hounds
The laughter and smiles
Bangs echoing for miles
The smell of the smoke
The feel of a cloak,
Keeping me warm
From winterâs harm
My eyes were open with wonder
The fireworks s...