I love stuff like this. Rebellion and activism from the silliest of people. It's really fun how it riles up the conservatives. The people they bully through their screens hold power and it scares them. Kinda reminds me of that one post with the sprigatito plush that says something along the lines of 'we did it sprigatito! We hacked into the federal no fly list' and it shows the plush in front of a computer showing the no fly list
I don't even know how to deal with my life right now. Nothing I can do except try to survive.
GIRL HELP I AM UNDERGOING MITOSIS
I cut my finger with an X-acto blade in art class second period, and didn't notice all day until my pen leaked onto my hands in fourth period and stained the cut. (Also the pen was red so I've been walking around with my hands covered in red ink and I've had acquaintances ask if I was okay, and many friends accuse me of murder)
Someone tear my uterus out and give it to those in need of one. This shit does nothing but cause trouble.
What do you mean that for a week before I bleed, I get to have extreme anger and mood swings, borderline hospital trip worthy thoughts, extreme nausea, dizziness, migraines, and more
THEN I bleed nonstop for a bit over a week while still feeling a lot of those symptoms.
Get this thing out of me I don't want children, my family genetics are too fucked and I'd probably traumatize it. I have no use for this organ and the torture it brings get it out of me.
Stop shaming people for their body count
Who cares how many people she's killed so long as you love her and she looks pretty with blood on her face.
This is one of said poems. Written in a week-long writing class for the prompt 'what I want my words to do to you' have read it to a crowd twice, both times at least one person cried. Could also be my naturally sad yelpy tone though idk.
Somehow almost all my poems make people cry. So either I'm:
One: a bad poet but my stories are sad enough that I can make people cry through bad poetry
Two: a good poet with stories that are just kinda sad but can be manipulated with words into beautiful poems that make people cry
Three: a good poet with sad stories that are enhanced through poetry to make people cry
Or four: a bad poet with stories that aren't sad and people are just crying because they feel bad that I'd choose to read them bad poetry
Either way, every time I read a poem to an audience, it seems like at least one person will cry or tell me they almost cried and had to actively hold themselves back.
Don't know exactly what to make of this. My poems are usually about my bad life experiences though, so I guess that probably plays a role.
They need to have a human body update that makes ovulation and the menstrual cycle optional. I'm not gonna be using it, I don't want children, so what's even the point anymore?
I have absolutely no idea what this blog will hold. random thoughts? art? stories? probably just whatever comes to mind. you can call me Iris. she/her
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