I Try To Reflect, But The Days Start To Blend.

One day, I shall own these

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moon snail 🌕

Ugh, I need the crystal one like,,,yesterday. It's beautiful

🦇✨️🔮 Ofstarsandwine on etsy 🔮✨️🦇

I grow ever tired as my body fills with dread

I have that sinking feeling that I'd be better off dead

I see the world crash around me, and hate that I complain

Because avoiding homework is pathetic and lame

I worry about everyone, but there's nothing I can do

So I let myself indulge in the thoughts that just aren't true

That I'm pathetic and useless, that there's no one I can trust

And to do anything less than everything is morally unjust

Sometimes, I worry that I ruin everything that I touch.

That everything lively around me withers away.

Like a winter chill to a flower patch, my presence is too much;

and eventually, I'll watch all that I loved crumple and decay.

Am I the Greek Chorus in the play of my life? Allowed to watch, yet never intervene.

Or am I being pathetic, choosing to wallow in it all? The World's Oldest Angsty Teen.

My friend asked me about my new tattoo before class today, and I couldn't help but laugh because it was actually just a bunch of notes I had written on my arm

Weeping Angel🪽🖤 is an 1894 sculpture by (William Wetmore)

I keep buying things just to feel something, but now my wallet is starting to feel emptier than I do :(