#cuplets

the support and kindness i've received since starting is incredible and i can't say thank you enough

here is the first little form for idea submissions, once again thank you all so so much

a busy week & a cute lil denya (◕‿◕)♡

community tag - #CupletsOfTheLibrary

art tag - #Dendoodles

edit & meme tag - #deniaLinthelibrary

live &clip tag- #BochurdBroadcast

the people have spoken it is time to decide which of the chibi denyas will join the banner of lil denias

the final 400 follower vote is now live!

I went to see the pastor today

He told me that I'm okay

I'm not going crazy or mad

That what I'm doing isn't really bad

I started to cry

I muttered a sorry and he said 'why?'

I don't know

I said, "welcome to the show"

This is my messed up crazy fucked up life

and I can't ever seem to get it right"

"No one can," he told me, leaning back

"Everyone's a fuck up, and that's a fact.

Love ain't limited like these people try and say.

They don't know any different, and they're all just afraid."

So I got in my car and drove for a bit

and I screamed out my lungs until they quit

til I was blue in the face, tear stained and out of action

rolling down the highway, not even aware of what's passin'

The song on the radio is shouting how I feel

and I'm just such a fucking mess at the wheel

I scream one last time

the bottled up feelings that I've claimed were mine

are out and away, going into the open air

maybe they'll come back, but for right now...

I'm okay, I feel fine.

I sigh as I lean back and just pass the time

I mess with my sweatshirt, I mess with my hair.

I'm perfectly fine, but... somethings not there.

I don't know what it is or what it could be

even now, with you sitting so close to me

something's not right and doesn't sit well

I smile a bit, just so you can't tell

I don't know what it is or why I feel

like I'm going to suffocate just by sitting here

but I don't know how to fix it or what to do.

I don't like to sleep

where the water stretches its arms along our shores

but it is where you will find me, nonetheless

it being the only place my chest stops hurting

when drowning everyday in their slums.

I chose the sky as a

blanket even though it is at the best of times

a little holy with its starry nights.

Is not my preferred place for napping

but It is there I will select & as

I lie indignantly still & curled preciously

between the ocean & sky.

I have to wear goggles for when I lay my weary head on

a passing cloud. 

I wake up every night with water falling from my eyes,