Emitting white noise
Poor reception, no HD
Nothing but static
Fuzziness clouds me
Struggling to load properly
Broken aerial
I'm enjoying writing these haikus, dunno how long I'll keep this up for though
Emitting white noise
Poor reception, no HD
Nothing but static
Fuzziness clouds me
Struggling to load properly
Broken aerial
I'm enjoying writing these haikus, dunno how long I'll keep this up for though
Why do we have so
Many labels when it's so
Very limiting?
I'm not just one thing.
Can we be summed up in just
A couple of words?
Labeling ourselves
Only serves to do more harm
Than good. So, then...why?
*sips tea, introspectively*
My teeth are itchy
oh god please help me it burns
I am a go-cart.
*spills cup*
At 6/13/24 05:09 AM, Tangerine wrote:My teeth are itchy
oh god please help me it burns
I am a go-cart.
*spills cup*
How could someone's teeth
get itchy, that's like if your
hair started to hurt
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
I see the mirror.
Stranger looking back at me.
He is very sad.
Ticking like a bomb
Impending detonation
Waiting to explode
Increasing heart rate
Fuse shortens by the second
A deafening boom
Pursue your passion.
If you don't then you will die
Before your heart stops.
At 6/14/24 11:32 AM, AceMantra wrote:Pursue your passion.
If you don't then you will die
Before your heart stops.
They say, "If you do
What you love, you'll never work
A day in your life."
It's Saturday night
But there's no fever tonight
It's pretty cold out
At 6/13/24 12:57 PM, art-dude wrote:At 6/13/24 05:09 AM, Tangerine wrote:My teeth are itchy
oh god please help me it burns
I am a go-cart.
*spills cup*
How could someone's teeth
get itchy, that's like if your
hair started to hurt
Don't give God ideas
Nobody should feel their hair
That sounds horrific
*unspills up*
One hand grips the wheel
Distracted, right lane hugging
Hurry up and merge
Some people need their driver's license revoked
Wellness check, midnight
Bloodstained rope holds my neck tight
Addict, there's no light
At 6/23/24 03:42 PM, DrunkGecko wrote:Wellness check, midnight
Bloodstained rope holds my neck tight
Addict, there's no light
I am sad to hear
Despaired friends bring me to tears
Their demise I fear
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
For you I would rid
My heart of all evil thoughts
But not for myself
I care about you
And your happiness more than
My own worthless life
I would give my life
If it meant you'd live in peace
I love you dearly
But I hate myself
I don't see what you see, dear
What is it you see?
How could you love me?
Why do you show me respect
And such compassion
I look at myself
And see a disgusting mess
I deserve my death
Crying for hours
I know no emotion but
Absolute despair
I'm a mangled child
I want my innocence back
Where is my embrace?
No parents, no love
No family to hold me
No partner at all
distressed & in heat
my work is never complete
that's alright with me ~
At 6/24/24 04:57 AM, DrunkGecko wrote:For you I would rid
My heart of all evil thoughts
But not for myself
I care about you
And your happiness more than
My own worthless life
I would give my life
If it meant you'd live in peace
I love you dearly
But I hate myself
I don't see what you see, dear
What is it you see?
How could you love me?
Why do you show me respect
And such compassion
At 6/24/24 05:04 AM, DrunkGecko wrote:I look at myself
And see a disgusting mess
I deserve my death
Crying for hours
I know no emotion but
Absolute despair
I'm a mangled child
I want my innocence back
Where is my embrace?
No parents, no love
No family to hold me
No partner at all
You aren't evil to
us, we look forward to you
being here happy
In good worlds, wisdom
determines someone's rank, and
you've earned a high one
But we live in one
where narcs, psychos, and fools take
the center spotlight
You're not one of these
We would not be at peace if
you faced your demise
It would be a loss
for the few wise of us and
a win for darkness
We are your friends and
would do anything to ward
away that darkness
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
How are you today?
My cute little pufferfish c:
I hope you are well
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
Desire to hold you
I love you more than myself
You are my world, dear
Before we broke up
I would cry just because I
Was grateful for you
Now it's been ruined
We may never get that chance
Not a second time
You were my whole world
You were my future husband
Now I am alone
Absent from forums
A bit distracted lately
Shit, it's 2AM
Hey Mario, look
what I made! It is a foot
ball, I chiseled it!
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
what the heck is art
from where does inspiration
start, and end my friend ?
pettanko rights activist
yo, like, look at my wizards, my dudebrah, they could be cool or something iunno
Think bike, think biker
Think Tesla, think reckless twat
Think truck, think blindspot
----
Rain, sun, or neither?
Is it Winter, or summer?
I can't tell anymore.
(seriously what the fuck is going on with Britain's weather right now)
personality
the endless reality
beep boop bop machine
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(this is my dad)
At 7/2/24 01:52 PM, DARKWEBASSASSIN wrote:A penis
Inside of pussy
Make a child
Cool story, but you
need seventeen syllables
to make a haiku
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
They're, you know, around
Would you like to speak to them?
I didn't think so
pettanko rights activist
yo, like, look at my wizards, my dudebrah, they could be cool or something iunno