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medusa hair snake

Cold blooded Needing the warmth of others to stay alive A fire grrl seemed perfect for your next victim Medusa hair Snake in the grass Monster heart You turned that fire grrl to stone Cracked and crumbling Frozen and cold Mind in two Two minds All she ever wanted was you You wanna talk about… Continue reading medusa hair snake

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“run away, little woman,” and other such bullshit

You know what is pissing me off right now? Australia. Not because I don't like the land. Australia is a beautiful place to visit. It is beautiful to live here and we do have a lot of freedoms. The part that is pissing me off has to do directly with my situation. One woman every… Continue reading “run away, little woman,” and other such bullshit

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flower, when plucked

Flowers need the Earth, the ground, to be flowers But the ground is still the ground without the flower The flower does remain the flower, when plucked. Once a pretty little thing to look upon, but soon wilting, dying. The ground doesn't need anything to be itself. It is always the ground. If someone asks… Continue reading flower, when plucked

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I woke up with songs dripping from my fingertips

In keeping with today's horror theme, I will share with you one of my guilty pleasures... weird horror songs... I think they will mostly be Nightcore. But I might add something else. I dunno. It is all a fucking mystery. If you have any horror songs you like, feel free to drop a link in… Continue reading I woke up with songs dripping from my fingertips

bloggity blog, writing

pretty little horrors

I want you to know something. I need you to know something... My feelings towards you are so strong. I want you to know that I think about you... I think about doing things to you... to your body... Bad things... Naughty things... Sometimes... I think about killing you... murdering you... taking the life from… Continue reading pretty little horrors

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Trust is a tricky bitch

Over the past few weeks, I have been thinking about trust. How some give it freely. How others freely break it. How sometimes it can take years to build. And how it can take one action to demolish it. I don't really want to get into this too much. I have issues with, perhaps, trusting… Continue reading Trust is a tricky bitch

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Love weighing you down

I was going to do some research and throw some statistics or studies at you from across the blogosphere, but I decided to take a more loving approach... Love... love is like an octopus... nope, I have already used that one. Love is tricky AF. I have been a little bit of a love cynic… Continue reading Love weighing you down

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But first

this is the sort of thing I write when I don't know what to write... #selflove #loveeveryone

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the heart of a monster – finale

Full moon night As bright as I get to see anymore The light stung a little but only as much as the sun used to on a mid-summer's day. I'm not even sure if that is a memory or dream I have retold And retold ..........And retold ...............And retold ....................And... I could still taste him… Continue reading the heart of a monster – finale