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one. there were many strangers i loved and none more so
than the stranger i called myself.
two. i wasn't a hypochondriac until i heard about it.
three. waiting for you to remember that i was always there is
one of the hardest things that i do every day.
four. i was horrible at keeping in touch with people once they had
moved away. i always thought it was some natural aversion
to the idea of distance.
five. there seemed to be something in me that was eager
to be a cougar.
six. i was never sporty and blamed it on my inherent
"self-preservation".
seven. if there had been one animal that i could have
changed into at will, it would have been a tiger -
bold beautiful exotic cunning -
everything i wasn't.
eight. there was absolutely no self-control within me.
nine. out of everyone i knew, i was the one who was always the
most scared, even though i tried hard not to show it.
than the stranger i called myself.
two. i wasn't a hypochondriac until i heard about it.
three. waiting for you to remember that i was always there is
one of the hardest things that i do every day.
four. i was horrible at keeping in touch with people once they had
moved away. i always thought it was some natural aversion
to the idea of distance.
five. there seemed to be something in me that was eager
to be a cougar.
six. i was never sporty and blamed it on my inherent
"self-preservation".
seven. if there had been one animal that i could have
changed into at will, it would have been a tiger -
bold beautiful exotic cunning -
everything i wasn't.
eight. there was absolutely no self-control within me.
nine. out of everyone i knew, i was the one who was always the
most scared, even though i tried hard not to show it.
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seven things.
01.
you taste like honey and
you left the memory of rotten oranges
in my mouth.
i don't ever want to see you again.
02.
you bore me.
you are too busy playing games with people's hearts
and tossing them up in the air so you can let them crash down.
you are too busy plucking flowers and eyebrows,
running away from the boy you love and
fucking the guy you hate.
you are too busy screwing up people's minds
to be an interesting friend.
03.
the day we met started out like a car crash.
and you didn't make it any better.
i'll be carrying you on my back for a long time,
brown eyes red smile
sinner with your cherry lies.
04.
i thi
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things i know
everybody is sad
and scared
and it is ok to take comfort in this.
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nine fifty seven
you are wide, animated eyes like
a couple of pale moons in a velvet winter sky, and
limbs that stand like willows against the
suburban scape behind you, soft grace in your
sure stride, soft sincerity in the slight curling of your
lips, sweet with a salty aftertaste or bitter with a
spicy edge, i can't decide,
but your aches and pains echo like
a thousand orchestras playing Rossini to
open amphitheatres, and i can hear the sound
soaring across open plains to where i am
hidden
where i stand, between black buildings and slate roads,
i am rouged cheeks and deep scarlet lips with
cigarettes perched between them and billows of smoke
framing my fac
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Day One:
Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Mine here - [link]
Day Two:
Nine things about yourself.
Day Three:
Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four:
Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five:
Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six:
Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever).
Day Seven:
Four turn offs.
Day Eight:
Three turn ons.
Day Nine:
Two events/actions that describe your life right now.
Day Ten:
One confession.
Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Mine here - [link]
Day Two:
Nine things about yourself.
Day Three:
Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four:
Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Five:
Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six:
Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever).
Day Seven:
Four turn offs.
Day Eight:
Three turn ons.
Day Nine:
Two events/actions that describe your life right now.
Day Ten:
One confession.
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two. i wasn't a hypochondriac until i heard about it.
haha! i love that. this is nice.
haha! i love that. this is nice.