started watching euphoria, im in love with jules <3
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Stinky Flowers
Last night, you gave me three flowers I was to keep in a leaking fishbowl. Every night I will change the water and trim your leaves. You gave me a heart attack shattering the fishbowl that reduced it to a mass of golden shards. The epicenter of our kisses colliding between the glass was painful and we both knew it. The flowers were drowned in sharp, crystal daggers and deadly water, and the petals painted with glints of light. I couldnât breathe because the stems you gave me sucked the air out of my chest. Much less if I stuck my head out of the water to kiss you and I could drown. The water could swallow me whole if I wanted to. Days will pass when I choose to forget that youâre there, and sometimes the fissures from your flowers will crawl back onto my wet, petal scales. Inside, my stomach is gurgling the glass shards and black rot and I feel so hot and Iâm about to see the sun. Iâm molting and I canât help it. My petals will only see the moon at 3am when you come down for a glass of water. Itâs insipid, you say, how flowers were never supposed to smell like sun-speckled corpses. You were never the type to clean fishbowls, itâs okay I can swim in my own urine. but your flowers will fester and remind me I was never your first. These foreign bodies, these leaves, are no longer a part of you. I only swim in your dead memories that you water everyday. Leaving the fishbowl with petal-rot scales scattered all over the ocean floor.
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First Diary Entry
first of many entries.
i saw something today on the internet where it said something along the lines of 'what you can do the least is the best' (?)
it basically means do not strive to do the best in what you can do (at the moment). an example is if i think that brushing my teeth is too hard because id have to brush the top rows and the bottom rows and then my tongue and so on, then just using mouthwash is the way to do. something is always better than nothing. and eventually you will get better at it.
and i thought the same for writing and creating art again. i've been in a slump for over a year, where everything is sluggish and draining and not particularly something i'd like to get into right now.
it's just that i've put off this blog for too long that its decayed and with mushrooms all about (very interesting that they thrive on decay)
anyways, today i want to be able to start writing more again. it's very freeing to speak my mind again apart from corporate droning podcasts and good-for-no-one blog posts.
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