#supportplease

Wuuuu! Today is the day! Later I will post my first write for this two little fellas. Maybe around 6 or 7 in the night. (Of course in my country) 

 Warning [YOU! Not expect something relationed with kisses or sex! I never liked start that way, it will soft] 

 Till the time comes you are free to admire again a shitty edit. 

 xoxo thanx

She is the Blue,

the constellation of her being 

scarred across her back,

A youth filled with comet streaks,

and burn out stars,

debris of long lost suns,

hidden beneath a clothe void of any color or care.

A shadow,

cast over her beautiful

night sky. 

Yet still, 

Smooth strings splinter

razors, pushing out 

against that crossing barbed wire,

in an attempt to 

uncover her war zone.

The blemishes are the rings 

of a tree,

A story,

slowly seeping across

her timeline,

marking itself along that

smudged canvas,

burning ink,

scorched trail,

happy and not-so-happy life,

an adolescent tree.

She wonders

“What will I see,

Who will I be,

When I become

an elderly oak tree?”

I gaze back at my watery reflection,

all I see is a wide eyed girl

with a world behind her, 

a universe on her back,

waiting to be uncovered and explored.

At the top of that spiny core,

lies a tiny sparkle, 

shaped like a lily,

swathed in green, 

surrounded by water, 

waiting,

waiting for the right time to

BLOOM. 

why do i want to be part of ACES?

its not because i had been a very good student leader and i wanted to go higher (and it is not even that high)

its not because i wanted to show to my friends that i can go somewhere even if i am not with them (kind of though, but i could have chose other organization if that’s the case)

its not because the ACES people are so cool and i wanted to be friends with them so that other would recognize me(definitely not, they are not my type of companion, i’m kind of the silent type and the little-good-girl)

its not because they are inviting me and i felt flattered for the trust (or should i say not just)