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I just, wanted to hear her voice. She just seemed so perfect in my eyes.
I keep thinking I'll see her someday, maybe even meet her in some weird way.
Maybe we'd get along. Maybe we'd clash because we're so alike. Who knows, who really knows?
I dunno, she's like a twin. Like as if I'd met her in another life.
I'm drawn to her like a magnet...
I must stop looking at her photographs.
I keep thinking I'll see her someday, maybe even meet her in some weird way.
Maybe we'd get along. Maybe we'd clash because we're so alike. Who knows, who really knows?
I dunno, she's like a twin. Like as if I'd met her in another life.
I'm drawn to her like a magnet...
I must stop looking at her photographs.
Bright Oranges and a Bowl Full of Eyes
If someone posted that they overdosed I would write them a wonderful & heartwarming message/letter specific to that person, highlighting all their beautiful qualities & reminding them that they are deeply loved & that no one could ever replace them.
I would tell them how lucky they are to be alive & that they should cherish this second chance at life. I would tell them to spend more time with their loved ones & I would offer them a cup of coffee/tea, or perhaps even anything they wanted if I respected them a hell of whole lot. The last thing I would tell them was that it was their fault!
You just don't do that; it's fuck
I've Done A Lot Of Living In This Town ~
Dear Deviant Art,
It's been a long time. You wouldn't recognize me, honestly. I've changed a hell of a lot, and a lot of those changes came from great strength. I've survived the worst; almost getting raped, almost getting killed. I'm still surviving & struggling with severe addiction issues, but I stand tall & I'm proud to say I'm making progress.
Today I finished editing two of my mini films that I've been working on these few past weeks. One mini film is about New Westminster (The Quay) & one is about Grandville street which starts off with a few seconds of inside the Bong shop known as "Planet Rock Smoke Shop"
It's been qui
The Butterfly Battlefield.
Enough of the emotional shit. It's time for Chanele to develop herself and reach out into the world again.
I've got a few goals of which I plan on fulfilling.
For one, I plan to get a job. I'm really hoping Starbucks calls me back, but if they don't it'll be okay. I'll keep marching through.
I also plan to start jogging since I can't go to the gym right now. I should really jog in the morning. That's the time when I'm the most anxious and full of strange energy.
No more sulking. It's very difficult to stop but I'm sure that if I begin to focus my energy on improving myself, I can only get better.
My eating habits are poor. I don't eat re
Mourning For The Moon
It's time to be titanium
a strong source of calcium
a solar victory
Were you once a delicate sun?
hiding at the heart
of where you belong?
You miss the moon
the sweet embrace of
a lunar love
Were you once a delicate sun?
hiding at the heart
of where you belong?
Amplify my wave
let the light of nine
sing from within
Were you once a delicate sun?
hiding at the heart
of where you belong?
your longing lungs
harping to the moon
for one last chance.
© 2011 - 2024 babochkagirl
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