Dec 11, 2023
I got high and had an art night at my house, my creations
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I got high and had an art night at my house, my creations
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I’ve decided to run individual blogs that cover aspects of my artistry. @yoiluuu for more of aesthetic and hotter pics of myself tbh, @notmotherinc for my drag pictures, and just started @motherink for my drawings and writing. This will probably remain my main blog of thoughts, jokes, and selfies. I’m going to see how this works out, I know a lot of y’all run multiple any tips?
Also the tags for my original stuff are in the bottom if you want to search them here or there. 💕💕💕
Not to be too annoying and vulnerable but I’ve been feeling really lonely and kind of like a failure lately. I’m working through it, but I kind of struggle to articulate this to be honest in person so I’m trying to release it here. I try to stay busy and I make sure to look a certain way, it may seem to be vanity, I’m just expressing myself in a way I don’t get to because I feel so lonely and have struggled to let people in.
11/11/21-
I sat down with my pen today
Wondering if there was anything to say,
But there’s nothing inside it for me
I sat down with my heart and my brain,
A bloody pump and an uncorked drain,
Only to feel the emptiness of me
I sat down with my past, looking out,
Hoping on the horizon was my dreams
Forgetting I never had dreams for me.
Where are We Going?
Where are you going girl, When you finally break the bough? Are you ready to fight girl, Fight your way out? Where is home baby, When the closet is gone? Who will be there, Hold on despite the thorns? Where are you with it, That internal fight? Can you answer the dark With your light? Where are you going baby? Where are we going baby?
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Is She Real?
When they are all gone, Who is she? Who does she become? When there is no one to perform for Does she just twiddle her thumbs? Is she witty? Does she smile? Or wear heels? Is her dress as tight, Voice as soft when she’s not making appeals? Does she like it? Does it matter? And if it does, And she does, Is it wrong? Should she hide it? Fight it? Does it mean she’s wrong? Is she a caricature? A mime? A traitor? And because her being is from her mind, Not the world’s, Is she real?
She's Ok- I Guess
Sometimes she's ok- I guess,
Like when someone needs a talk,
When someone needs direction,
Or a 3am shoulder.
She's ok- I guess,
She's ok- I guess,
When she feels needed,
When she can serve,
Or entertain.
She's ok- I guess,
When she leads,
When she commands,
Or is given autonomy.
When the light hits her just right,
When all is working right,
And, I guess, when she doubts herself.
Does She Belong?
She wakes at 10:30 only to pee. Do I go tomorrow? She sends a week late email. Why shouldn’t I go? She lays back, eyes on the ceiling. Do I want to be missed? She closed her eyes tight. Maybe I want to be idolized. It’s hard for her to tell. Am I asking them for too much? Probably. But no more than she asked of herself. Do I even belong? But if she doesn't go Will they care?