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Super Lemon Girl
@dietcherrylemon.bsky.social
She/Her minors do not interact. If you're reading this, I'm sorry. It's far far too late for you.
That feeling after taking a very hot shower, and you can almost feel the dent it made in your depression. I feel like a new citrus, damn that was nice. Also taking a break from discord so I'm not manically checking it every 3 seconds and digging my mental hole deeper is nice! Lol
That all too familiar and powerful melancholy. How it sweeps on in and takes my breath away. The nettles sting and bite my sides, Though my guiding light holds my hand. I hold them close, despite my wounds, And promise to bind them and become who I am. It burns it burns, but I must persist.
You think you're an improver just because you're a better artist than you were yesterday? You have to be not just better than you were yesterday, you have to be better than you will be tomorrow. Your only competition is yourself? Alright, win then.
The maelstrom of fury inside my heart. The maelstrom of fury inside my heart. The maelstrom of fury inside my heart for every one of my friends who have betrayed me for those sandwiches. You motherfuckers, you heartless spineless slime ridden shit stains.
Alice Averlong 🏳️⚧️@alice.averlong.com · 6d agothere's plenty of restaurants in this town, but the owner of the sandwich shop downtown hates me, says he's gonna kill me, and has a sign up on the wall saying that 5 cents out of every sandwich order will go towards buying bullets to shoot me with.
Grasping the air with wind stretched lungs! I cling to it's embrace with aching wings. Threatened to fail, I brace them aloft! Hugging the sky, feeling stuporous. Sun's yellow kiss, licensing exuberance! Begging for a nap on a nimbus, Perhaps a toe touch for Olympus?
In too deep of the muck. Pushing meager luck. Still waking every time, still raking claws through grime. Nails caked in grit and lime, Saltpeter sulfur and moral crime. Fools equipped with rhetoric, Tools of evil, taught to trick. Still their lungs became sick. Blood began to become thick.
Dance, knife's edge, prance, dread sledge. Charade, parade unending. This wretched pretending. When is misery's ending? As action becomes easier than inaction. The act of bearing, day in and out is impossible to ignore. When the pain of changing is less than the pain of staying the same.
When do you take heed, of social need? How do you not pout about petty clout? Where, I stare away from theirs? Where, I dare with such lonely fare? Who has inflicted these cuts, These errant slobbered mutts! Of which I am as well, Hounds true of hell. Cycle unending, There's no pretending.
Fair Sunny Summer Day. Stopped by here, brief on its way. Eager ears, itching to hear. It beckoned me here, beckoned near. Dispensing wisdom, all a while. Eager truths behind smile. Thoughts began to form their pile, taking shapes I thought to revile. God damn it, this is why Im a hermit.
When the girly is poppin or whatever the kids say
I hope this starts a trend. We need this energy.
Oh to the ribbons, entwining encircling. Ever paralell, ever apart, Ever hell, ever to heart. Paths diverged Yet converged. They surround us, they bind us. There is no escaping this cage. That's how it found me, I find you. Rattling so enduring in our rage. Time will tell us how it ends.
Ah dear friend, my heart you truly are. Which I'll tear out, unmendable scar! Ah sweet lover, I give you my life. Or take yours swift, for all of this strife! But then how will I, live in a cage!? Or shall I seethe like a rat full of rage? When can I help you and love you so? Or go below.
Is it murder, to lock yourself in? How can a girl keep herself within a sin? Such a thing to confide. I'll drive these nails through my heart Pin this message, new, restart. I'll take this life of grinning pains, and proudly wear my loudest stains. Seeking therein, cleansing nevermore to hide.
Her name is Penny. She does not believe that Mitch McConnell is still alive.
This right here is how you get shot in America. I'm not advocating for shooting people who do, I'm just saying there are road rage incidents with less justification
cait (and adonis)@cait.bsky.social · 2w agoI hope drivers who lose their minds tailgating me because I refuse to go 40 in a 25 know that I can see them going ballistic in my rearview mirror and that I am laughing at them
If anyone would like to see a short video of a baby Armadillo having a drink of milk, this is your lucky day.