they/them pronouns | an aspiring artist/author/poet | call me eridan/cronus/mituna/nepeta

i find beauty in this person, i love them with my whole being. i'm lovestruck, can't keep me down. my muse is one who i adore, and who i want to kiss every day of my life. they cause all the poems and the emotions to rise out of me, the only time my heart and head dancing together in harmony.
i'm sad. i'm tired. i'm worn. please wait for me to piece myself back together.
a story, a comic, about sad, dead kids is what makes me happy. i want to take their deaths and make it seem like they're even more alive now, than before. and so i use words to try to make them happier than how i feel. i have these kids as my imaginary friends. they help me write the stories of their lives. they help me calm down.
there are too many ideas in my head sometimes, and so i let them out with a string of words that never make sense. don't ever make sense.
make yourself seem mad, because there is never talent without madness.
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  • BergabungSeptember 19, 2015



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rawrimirm rawrimirm Sep 22, 2015 01:15AM
there is no motivation for anything anymoresorrybye
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