Your forest brown eyes.

dazzling in sunlight.

Golden strings, weaving your

thoughts together

into a masterpiece

of pure magic.

“It’s not good”

“It looks aweful”

You Idiot, shut up.

it looks amazing.

Like you.

Your golden glow of a smile

shines in every room

you pass by.

Your infectious laughter

Makes me smile at the thought of it.

Then you’ll call my awkward grin cute

and I can’t...

_it’s just a game_

_it’s just a game _

_calm down _

_your overreacting _

_overreacting _

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we played board games when we were little.

they warned us of capitalism.

we didn’t hear their words for we were too busy c̶h̶e̶a̶t̶i̶n̶g̶ winning

_it’s just a game _

_it’s just a game_

if you said a slur in a video game would it matter?

would it matter if no one heard the wo...

The world is on fire

and we are holding the matches.

engulfed in flames

the houses on the hill

burning the dolls we used to play with

their eyes melting in the heat.

walls of fire surronded the forest.

lungs filling with smoke

They’re crying

They’re crying

They’re dying

They’re dying

Can’t you hear their screams at night?

You laugh and laugh

but your smiles

are built on their heads. ...

It all started as a dream. _It’s ok, it’s ok_. She had whispered to herself. But it wasn’t okay. Not anymore.

It all started as a dream. A bright summer day at the beach under the sun. But then _they_ crept in. Glass shattered on the cool hard ground. Concrete, sludge once again, sinking like a child drowning in the midnight sea. _Should have listened. Should have listened. _But that never happene...

TW: Cursing

It started with a smile.

You played along to the games we played.

Pretending to be playing go fish when you

were playing something else.

Something…

Sinister.

You planted the bombs like seeds

under our feet.

we trusted you.

you lied to our faces.

I may have been too stupid to not go with my gut.

But I won’t let you hurt anyone else again.

Your first day,

I told you,

“W...

Warning: cursing

“Happy Birthday”

they sing as you awkwardly stare at your cake.

“Happy Birthday”

they text after not talking for a year.

“Happy Birthday”

they whisper to you at midnight when they really mean it.

We spend our days looking towards this one day

for better or for worse

we stare off into it’s sky

and see the clarity of sunsets and night skys.

we never saw those before...

TW: **cursing **

I wish I could have seen it earlier

The signs were so clear from the start

The cursing,

The slurs,

The talking right behind their back,

The not listening,

I could go on and on…

You,

You

Are

Poison

It’s not a “micro-aggression,” if you know what exactly your saying

It’s not “internalized homophobia or racism” if I never said a single fucking thing about my identity

Don...

It was stupid.

I know it was. is?

190, your shocked at yourself but you slipped

on paint you didn’t clean off your floor

300-somthing and 3 days gone because

someone else put your picture in a frame

instead of the painting that took almost a whole year.

and now 908 and you were almost there,

but it became too much and overpowered you.

It didn’t mater.

When you never showed it didn’t mat...

Sitting on a roof overlooking hell

We were miserable but atleast we had each-other

And then

You got a shiny new badge and shiny new friends

messed up place behind

Left me behind.

And gosh how my brain was screwed.

I went insane

and im sorry

im sorry

im sorry.

For scratching your face when we were eight.

For kidnapping your friends,

For posioning you.

For leaving when it hurt me too....

_QUEER, SOUTH-ASIAN, MAGIC_

Three words you may never have thought would go together, for various reasons,

But guess what,

Here it is.

Soraya is the Princess of Dayflower (listen I know the name is bad, im trying to think of another one) a kingdom set in an alternate universe of South Asia with European influence, but without the colonization. She doesn’t really _like_ being a princess, be...