Trend i’m noticing looking for books with my little sister
Switching between these every day
Somehow almost all my poems make people cry. So either I'm:
One: a bad poet but my stories are sad enough that I can make people cry through bad poetry
Two: a good poet with stories that are just kinda sad but can be manipulated with words into beautiful poems that make people cry
Three: a good poet with sad stories that are enhanced through poetry to make people cry
Or four: a bad poet with stories that aren't sad and people are just crying because they feel bad that I'd choose to read them bad poetry
Either way, every time I read a poem to an audience, it seems like at least one person will cry or tell me they almost cried and had to actively hold themselves back.
Don't know exactly what to make of this. My poems are usually about my bad life experiences though, so I guess that probably plays a role.
When the thought patterns are getting a little too recognizable:
I made one post with one tag about having issues eating, and now my feed is full of photos of really thin women listed as 'inspiration'. Does anyone know how to block these tags, because I really don't need this right now.
...well that's a new memory that I just unrepressed.
That's definitely something that a 12 year old me was told and repeated to herself whenever something happened...
I tend to think that it wasn't so bad and that I've remembered all the big bad stuff but I guess I haven't. Leads to the memory of my twelve year old self admiring her friend because he's using tough love and he's so honest to her about how bad of a person she is and helps her fix it.
(She didn't really do anything wrong, but he yelled at her about it and hit her)
really enjoying all the videos Muslims have been posting of their cats looking like this
when the humans are up at 4 am for suhoor
Someone tear my uterus out and give it to those in need of one. This shit does nothing but cause trouble.
What do you mean that for a week before I bleed, I get to have extreme anger and mood swings, borderline hospital trip worthy thoughts, extreme nausea, dizziness, migraines, and more
THEN I bleed nonstop for a bit over a week while still feeling a lot of those symptoms.
Get this thing out of me I don't want children, my family genetics are too fucked and I'd probably traumatize it. I have no use for this organ and the torture it brings get it out of me.
i want to- *remembers suicide jokes only worsen my mental health* kill someone else
I have absolutely no idea what this blog will hold. random thoughts? art? stories? probably just whatever comes to mind. you can call me Iris. she/her
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