The Mad Poet

new book?
          
          It was 1am and yes, I was scrolling, when I suddenly sat up ramrod straight and a story, these vivid fucking characters, just started burning deep in my chest––I had to get it all down (along with some thoughtful research). 
          
          And yes, one of the main characters is Senegalese. I am not Senegalese, I had a French teacher from Senegal and she always spoke so beautifully about her culture, so I tried to do Wolof some justice. If I've gotten anything wrong, or you have any way I could dive deeper / improve anything any better, please do not hesitate to reach out, I always love to learn more. 
          
          So, here's the first chapter. Let me know if this is something I should continue. If so, I've got some wicked plans (wait 'til you meet the other girl).
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/404821685-to-catch-a-cloud

you ever wonder if you wrote better when you were severely depressed? just me? 'kay.
          
          i'm currently blasting a well-mixed solution of mind-numbing sabbath and zeppelin. picture frames shaking. neighbours can suck it. 
          
          physics, how i love you, adore you, but O, how you detest my existence.

hello fellow creatures.
          
          lately, my mind's been stuck in the past. I wake up and I'm back, thinking I'm in high school again, thinking I'm waking up to pain, that I've been living a dream. and I've been angry, too. at myself. because i'm in a place completely different. with friends, friends who aren't just nice, but kind. to me. and yet my mind says horrible things, that i know aren't true, and yet it's there. 
          
          and then i think about those who weren't as nice. and i wonder if they think about me. 
          
          anyways. i'm ok. just tired. 
          
          new poem: the intergalactic search for kindness. 
          
          enjoy some bowie, as well. 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1589770844-satellite-the-intergalactic-search-for-kindness

Hello hello hello!
          
          Two new poems. One I spent the last two weeks slowly writing. The second a delicious little thing I wrote today on the bus in preparation for Halloween. 
          
          What are y'all going as for Halloween? I am Daphne and my friend is Velma. I got this vintage bright lime green floral jumpsuit and purple tights and a gorgeous little green and purple scarf as either a necktie, or a dramatic disguise. Also, I dyed my hair pink! I feel like Jem and the holograms <3
          
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/388282716-satellite

Midterms start this week. These 4am parties are killing me but also some part of me that completely missed out on the last four five years feels so alive. I’m still wary, I feel as if I’m going to be hurt any moment now, but there’s something kind of thrilling to catapult yourself into life, experience random moments that old you would hyperventilate at the thought of. I’m ready to live, and still feel pretty stupid doing it.

If you could live a life completely opposite from your own…what would it be like?

Chapter 8 and 9 up in Arsenic Nicky's story! Stay tuned for the final chapter later today :)
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/397543391-the-poison-girls-arsenic-nicky

I appreciate your golden words and perspective upon my piece, reader, hope life traverses well for your being.
          Regards,
          Sapphirus

Istg the amount of bots that have been following me lately

""Oh look at those thumbs!"
          
          "––I wonder how they taste."
          
          "Yes, oh yes, I was thinking the same thing!"
          
          "ENOUGH!" I yelled and shoved them off of me. "I am Alice. I've come from the human world. Where is my castle?"
          
          "Pink, violet or fropenberry?" a mouse squeaked as it adjusted its glasses."
          
          Hey people! Chapter 7 now up, go have a read!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/397543391-the-poison-girls-arsenic-nicky