Prompt: write a song about your love life (just in time for Valentine's day lol) We held onto each other, like all first loves do We thought we'd last forever, till I went and dumped you Some would say I messed it up, that I lost everything 'Cause four years later I'm still alone, but … Continue reading “I’m Doing Fine”
Category: Narrative
Fear, Pt. 1
What are you afraid of? Monsters, spiders, heights? Not being able to wake up in the morning? I've often wondered what it'd be like to get in a car accident, or fall of the golden gate bridge. I'm not scared, I'm just not stupid enough to try. I have a life to live. Does death … Continue reading Fear, Pt. 1
A List of Little Loves
the way raindrops glisten when the sun comes out dancing in my underwear crinkled noses breathy sighs that sound like melodies breathily sung melodies cobblestone streets the sound of tires on wet pavement cookies (don't ever change) shoes that clack with each step fairy lights hope
little by little
little by little she played with her fiddle though the sound was awfully bad her fingers were sore, her arms giving up but still she refused to be sad she'd pluck and she'd tune, sat alone in her room the neighbours all thinking her mad she had dreams you see, of full concert halls and … Continue reading little by little
stars & sailboats
I. am. tired. You exhaust me. I'm trying to fight for you but it's almost like you're fighting against me. If I am the north star trying to help you figure out in which direction to head, you are both the ship missing a sail and the clouds that cover me up. I can only … Continue reading stars & sailboats
Anxiety is Not an Accessory
https://youtu.be/qr2wrpvdvlI Hi, my name's Amanda, and I have anxiety...do you? You, looking for a way to stand out, thinking this will make people care about you. It won't. Being a good person will. But yeah, I see you. You're romanticizing something that millions of people struggle with every day so let me just tell you: … Continue reading Anxiety is Not an Accessory
Forever & Always
Dear John, It's been a while, huh? I guess it can be pretty easy to lose track of time. How have you been? I hope you've been well. I'm sorry I left when I did, I just needed to get out of that town, I hope you can understand. Didn't you used to talk about … Continue reading Forever & Always
The Mistake That Caused the Disaster
She wished she could take it all back, every last bit. She'd have to, because she didn't even know what did it, what caused such an astronomical disaster as this. Maybe it was the way she wore her hair, each piece specifically unkempt. She hadn't washed it in years, and she didn't even own a … Continue reading The Mistake That Caused the Disaster
Silent Breaths & Silent Steps
Silent breaths were all she had left. Silent steps to silent rooms with dirty men and toxic fumes She knew this all would be her end but sleeping's best when in the tomb. Silent breaths. In. Out. The dirty men led her to bed, The toxic fumes, they fixed her head. Silent steps. Left. Right. … Continue reading Silent Breaths & Silent Steps
Someday I’ll Meet Someone
Someday I’ll meet someone whose hand fits right in mine I know the thought is childish, but it’s also quite divine You see my palms are sweaty, a bit too big, and scarred from time, But someday I’ll meet someone whose hand fits right in mine. Someday I’ll meet someone who’s full of big ambitions … Continue reading Someday I’ll Meet Someone
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