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Mercilessly, I Throw Daggers At Everyone Around Me,
Mercilessly, I throw daggers at everyone around me,
I carve my “confidence” into my surroundings
And cut anyone that ever doubted me.
Carelessly, my sharp tongue slices wounds into others,
Until my blade is used so frequently it dulls
And you can’t tell the difference between it
And a bitter breeze.
But my own sharp tongue cuts my mouth,
And I choke on my words until my throat bleeds,
My wounds never heal and they keep getting deeper,
Until I can hardly feel anything.
No matter how hard I try to stop,
I lose every battle against myself
And my relentless words will continue to cut,
Until none of my “self” remains.
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Hanahaki disease
Heaving, The flutter in my lungs grows each time I inhale. Choking, It’s enamouring flocculence rises up my throat as my face turns pale. Coughing, Its softness caresses the inside of my mouth as its scent infatuates my senses. Spluttering, It reveals its scarlet shade from the corner of my lips, prohibiting denial-filled sentences. Gagging, The clusters of sweetness drift forward, spilling themselves onto floor. Crying, The petals have made me breathless once more. Weeping, They could make the prettiest rose ever cited. Sobbing, But they’ll never flow together, because this is Unrequited.
My Ship pt 1
I traversed the stormy sea day and night,
I felt the wind in my hair, the salt on my tongue and had no plight,
I set course to wherever the wind blew me,
And after years of not knowing what home is,
I decided I’d try and find an island,
A safe haven, with golden sands and shallow, peaceful waters
So I found you.
My Ship pt 2
I halted all expeditions and ended my adventures,
I threw my anchor overboard and stilled my ship,
I flung my caution to the wind and promised I’d never turn back,
I abandoned my freedom so I could feel security with you.
But when I left my ship unattended to enjoy this island paradise,
You slashed my sails and destroyed my masts,
You were like a parasite.
GIULS’ BLOG AWARDS!
Hey y’all! A little while ago @sarahmariepardy came up with the brilliant idea of hosting blog awards, so I decided to borrow her idea and hosting our own awards! There will be only one category: Blog of 2017 because i’m a lazy fuck but everyone can participate! There will be two rounds: the first one where everyone can apply and they will get a number. Once I have all the nominees, I will select 20 random numbers and the winner blogs will have access to the second round, which is the one where people can vote for you! The rules are simple:
Follow me
Reblog this post, so I know you want to participate and you will get a number (likes count as bookmark)
Writing blogs are preferred but I won’t say no if you have a different type of blog! What are you going to win? Well….. eternal glory? An accomplishment you can brag about with your friends? You can ask me if you have a particular request and I’ll see what I can do about it!
So, I hope that you dig the ideas and that many of you will participate. Remember it’s just a game, so don’t take it too hard if you don’t win. You have till November 6 to reblog & apply. After that date, I will pick 20 random numbers and announce the blogs that winned the first round. I will use a random number generator, so the first round is just pure luck!
Love, Giuls
The hardest thing is feeling you everywhere.
I see your reflection in my morning coffee,
I feel your warmth in the summer breeze,
I hear your whispers in my favourite songs,
But I still can’t find you.