When I was younger my grandma would keep a jar of rose water in the kitchen
They were pretty
Sat there in bright sunlight
Smelling sweet
Though after a while trapped in that jar
The petals would would mould
And their beauty and sweet smell would be gone
And we would take them from the sunlight
And throw them away into the dark
She would grow roses in the back garden too
They were beauti...
My footsteps are quiet, like those of mice as i make my way through the winding streets. My breathing is deep and slow, a soft, rythmic sound that follows me as I walk, the only noise in the empty streets. I know there are rules of life, don’t walk home alone at night, don’t get in strangers’ cars, don’t meet peole you met on the internet in real life, but there’s something calming in walking the ...
The rainbow isn’t a colour, it’s seven colours in a line in an order.
People who think it’s a colour are lying to themselves like I do about you.
Red is the thread that binds me to you, which I can’t cut to get away.
Orange the sunsets I see in your eyes, which I waste my days looking into.
Yellow is my belly, because I’m to much of a coward to tell you how I feel.
Green is my eyes, the ones...
I feel my entire body shake, i sit up, looking around, i’m alive, how am i alive? I run my fingers down my body and they come away covered in blood, i was stabbed, but i can’t feel any pain. i climb out of bed, dizzy, and look around. i’m still in my hotel room, the floor is covered in crimson which spreads like an infection across the floor, the bulbs of the red lights are shattered into peices w...
(trigger warning: contains mentions of self harm, eating disorders and peer pressure/manipulation)
my soul stings
so do my wrists.
my heart aches
so does my stomach.
i damage myself for your attention
when i’m with you i feel dizzy, like a ragdoll being swung around.
when i’m without you i feel sick, like that ragdoll when it hits the ground.
i know when i think of you, i think of kissing yo...
Bzzzzzzzzzz, bzzzzzzzzzzz, bzzzzzzzzzzz. I roll over, rubbing my eyes from the light shining into them. I clasp my hands around the glowing screen of my phone, looking at the bright notifications on the screen
“hey”.
Weird, [<{ňāmė}>] really doesn’t text me that often.
“I have a question 4 u”
oh, no.
“[<{øťħēř ņãmę}>] told me something i need to ask you if its true”
dammit.
“r u in love wi...
As I stood up, I started to feel sick, the back of my throat is burning, objects are spinning and blurring together like someone put my eyes in the microwave. Everyone is shouting in this room their voices were all merging into one loud scream and the smells of their perfume and body spray was overwhelming. The spinning is getting faster, it feels like being small and sitting on the flying chairs ...
