Red headed sweetie
Chocolate covered eyes
He's got a letterman jacket
So maybe he's Player
Heads in the game
But his hearts in the song
Raven feathers on her head
She's a candy girl
Cold as ice but she'll make you fall
Faster than you can say Pop
Got a secret
But she can't keep it
Crown of golden locks
Sapphire eyes
Picture perfect at the surface
But don't be fooled
She sees Beauty in his darkness
Maybe there's Darkness in her beauty
Hides his mind behind a hat
Green eyes clouded with Reality
He's a tough one
Not afraid of snakes
But twist the knife deep enough
Then he might just lose it
A lucky red headed boy and a guitar
A privileged raven haired girl with her secrets
A broken blonde girl and all her baggage
And a hurting green eyed boy with his words
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And...where are my Riverdale fans? I know my entire family and the few friends that I actually have are sickened to their cores of my ramblings and outbursts from this show. Where can I find the fan club and move in permanently with this fandom? Nobody in m mortal world understands my obsession.
In reference to the 'few friends' thing; I realize now that could be an effect of two things 1) I write poetry (granted, they are great poems. I know my way with words) about my fandoms. And 2) I say things like this, if you can't read the first lines of those stanzas and immediately know who I'm talking about then we can't associate with each other. Alas, I have nothing to apologize for and have no regrets for the small number of my friends.
Back to Riverdale; watch it. Love it. It's not that hard. I will admit I was a bit skeptical of it because of the picture they have as the front cover thing. You know, the steamy car? Half naked bodies?
In my head I was like, "Here we go again, Netflix recommending some hormonal teens with drama queen issues turned tv show shit." But I was like Cole Sprouse is pretty chill and I don't know who KJ Apa is, but everyone is going into a frenzy over his name on social media so what the heck!
Needless to say, it was pretty great. I love a good mystery like they portrayed, where everything and everyone is connected to each other somehow and you can't figure something out about a chacrhter without finding out a secret from another person. My Sherlock persona has been fully embraced. I am 114% that girl who gets a piece of paper to profile all the characters to figure out the culprit before the characters do
That's all my lovelies; off to try and find a show that will temporary fill my Riverdale fix. Spoiler Alert: I am going to fail.
Sincerely,
It was 118 degrees outside today, I walked around in a headdress and a cloth gown for entertainment to children...what do I even say to that.
"Holy mushrooms that's hot"
"Wowza Em! How'd you survive that heat?"
"Sounds like you need a cold one girlie!"
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...