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Any tipz on cutting emo hair ?? I rlly like it but I also rlly don’t wanna mess up :< this is what my hair looks like rn - Ty !!:3
Makeup I did right b4 I’m ab to gts ^_^
Awoga that's like... I'm speechless (///ω///) Are there any real emo boys (or girls) that still exist ♡♡
we slow dance to this or i’m leaving
𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑𝕷𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖉
𖤐⭒๋࣭𝕴𝖙'𝖘 𝖆 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒, 𝖆𝖘 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖇𝖊𝖊𝖓๋ ࣭ ⭑𖤐
Devil’s Playground 💀 (my anti religion poem reading)
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my poem:
I don’t believe I’m god
But I still pray to him
Cause god I’m tired of blaming myself
In a phase of, “what’s the point”
I’m only holy on Sundays?
Under a million dollar roof
Where god can hear me most
Stab yourself but god forbid l touch myself
He’s only watching, 24/7
Tripping over stones
Searching for god in stone tablets
It’s as if my minds been wiped clean
Remember who you are
But that page has been erased
Live this chapter, they call it earth life
Til it’s too late and can’t rob the bank
That moneys not his and neither yours
No one’s in charge down here
He who owns this playground
Comes from the heavens too
Devil in disguise
God these guys, are my only ticket to ecstasy
Thigh high socks and American dreams
I’m only pretty on my knees
Anything for a dollar
Wait for the boys to holler
Anything for my American dollar
Cross the road whenever you want
Everybody’s high around here
Take me out of my misery
Make it quiet
But make it hurt
I don’t wanna come back to this place
Heaven on earth, the biggest lie ever told
Ball of dirt
With pretty skies
That turn off at midnight
Smile on accident
Give me that free feeling
That’s god promised
I’m god promised
But I didn’t make my mothers mistake
Choosing the wrong dudes, is a hobby of mine
Don’t give me normal
Pick them Wild like my dad
Promise me you won’t stay and I’ll fall
Head over heels
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Promised we would meet down here, that’s what we’re told
Soul mates and soul plays
Soul ties and karmic dates
I don’t know if I believe that anymore
That we choose how our day goes
A head so dense, now I get why my dad was a drunk
I wish I could be too
But I don’t really like the taste
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What starts at home, spills outward
Trapped in my own sorrow, I’m just like you
Human like you
That’s my only flaw
I’m built to breathe
Built to live
Decay by the day
I only wanna be alive when the sun’s down
Kicked out of society
2 feet on the ground
But I only see what’s outside of me
Remind myself of the holy
Til something ugly shocks me
God, I’m human
Nobody’s daddy
Don’t wanna harm no body
Just want a somebody
Not just another body
I don’t touch mine
Why waste your time, I can’t be your dream
I’m only pretty when I’m not thinking
Dare ask me to speak
I wear my ugly
Can’t hide me
Trust me I tried
But it oozes out like black jelly
Overgrown roots and dirt under my nails
No amount of nail polish can make this in between boy pretty
Trust me I’ve been trying
But nobody gets me
Am I too ugly
Am I just a nobody
Am I okay with that?
Not knowing the answers
But knowing myself
Know my worth, with no dollars in my pocket
Borrowing mommy’s money
Im sorry, im so me
Out of hope
Abundant with time
Don’t rush me
It only makes me angry
Don’t wanna hurry
I’ll double tie my own shoes
Bite my tongue
Kissing someone only leads to shots and pills
Picking the wrong boys
I blame me for wanting to feel pretty
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I’m not needy
Just a little bit crazy
All the fun girls are
Not ready for a hubby
I’m not shiny and thin
Dark Brunette to your Blonde Baby
I can only fake my beauty
Like tan in a bottle
Perfect shiny skin in a liquid
I’m American and for that I’m so sorry!
baby love
Not Fair
Secret Lover
Sad Girls Club
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my poem:
If home is where the heart is
I'm really from somewhere empty
Crash landed from heaven
Earth's an ER and I ain't healing
Under-qualified yet I'm pretty
Maybe I can get by on good karma and karmic gifts
Living in the present is so naive, when your measuring success by how many strangers like your instagram pics
Girl Guilt 🦋 (my emo lover girl moodboard)
Her Majesty 🥀 (my dominant girlfriend dark poetry reading and h&m fashion model aesthetic lookbook)
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my poem:
She wears his coat
As if it’s her skin
Tears his heart
And wears it like a necklace
He’s Her’s
And she’s his territory
If skin’s just leather
“I want you to own me”, she whispers with her legs on his tatted shoulders
Used goods, vintage history
“Polish me til I bust like a chimney baby”
She loves the scent of abandoned boys in her hair
Jealous of the side chicks that call him daddy
She’s f-uking the boss and that makes them angry
Burnt but-ts in her pockets
An open condom doesn’t use itself
Everybody needs a bad mommy
If you’re too shy
She’ll take control
Keep your eyes on the road
“I’m not an amateur”
“I’m the best b-tch in town,” she smirks as she bites his cheek
Ditch the roses, they’re for the pretty ones
She only want the thorns
Pain is her pleasure
Sin is her favorite bedtime story
She’s a living fantasy
The only thing missing is her him
A bad boy with scruffed up shoes to match her tortured soul
Look at him stepping out of his beat up corvette, light me up a marlboro too
Don’t remember her name
“It’ll be easier to forget me this way,” she pleads
Her Imperial Affliction
Bruised knees, Ripped black lace
Left with a smile you can’t shake away
Her cigarettes can only distort her thoughts for so long
Some highs only come in the form of a man
“Let me do the praying
I’m told I’m pretty
When I’m on my knees
Begging for mercy
Pleasing comes natural to me
Bliss is so cheap
Cheaper than me,” she repeats like a prayer for solidarity