my whole body is muted tones of
golden skin and amber eyes and dark hair
but my whole being is vibrant passion for
all sorts of art [books, movies, music, sculpture]
and the people closest to me [her, my good friends, the family unit]
and the world [sun, stars, moon, twilights, long drives, all the greenery]
can you explain?
i am contradictions and consistency
where is the line drawn,
how do i know what i really am?
the only way to stay sane is to stay muted on the surface,
but that means i'm blindingly bright in my mind
but i bought yellow nail polish today,
so maybe i don't want the neutral life i planned, with nude enamel.
there's a possibility that
i can be a mess on the outside too, isn't there?
what if i used my leftover change for a blue? or hot pink?
just to stand out that much more, to own it and show off
decisions are tough things,
i suppose we'll see how i feel after my morning espresso
i actually did go to CVS w a friend today, and buy yellow nail polish (and a blue too bc there was a buy one get one free sale—thank u black friday). i didn't realize what color your nails were could be deep n shit but here we are . my brain kinda just went off and did weird things. idk where i was going w this in the afternoon, but this is how i continued it before bed. lmk what u think ((:
i would like to state that all of that ^ (including the first part of the a/n) was written a very long time ago (way back in november ig based on the black friday mention) and amaya forced me to "post the yellow nail polish one" so. ima bring shit out of the archives/post the fractions i talked abt in the last a/n instead of ditching for like a month in the hopes that they don't all suck and someone appreciates them. this is dedicated to the friend that made me buy yellow nail polish (which looks ugly asf on my skin tone so i still wear neutrals, but it's the thought that counts. it's symbolism n all that) and amaya ofc. n e gays, i hope ur enjoying summer !! today was the last day of school and i am v much looking forward to vibing in the sun for a couple months <]:) (the credits for the cowboy emoticon go to amaya)
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Poetrybursts: the words that come out of my brain when i get inspired. spontaneous and (hopefully) impactful poetry. (some poems contain death, suicide, murder, and mentions of rape. message me if u want a list of trigger warnings for each poem.) p.s. t...
