But I lost all of them
Wednesday, 29 July 2026
Thursday, 19 December 2024
kid wonder
I can change your life in a single night, I can make you hungry, get an appetite
Have a bad day
And your ex shows up at your next first date
And your car gets towed so you show up late
To your shitty ass job, hope you have a bad day
But you are someone I got spite for
Saturday, 14 December 2024
Made it out alive
Saturday, 30 November 2024
Thursday, 31 October 2024
Monday, 23 September 2024
Недей се коси, недей се плаши
Мечка я е страх, мене не ме е
Да те обичам и без да питам
Сърце ти дадох, всичко друго забравих
Thursday, 12 September 2024
Wednesday, 15 May 2024
long story short
it was a bad time
pushed from the precipice
I clung to nearest lips
long story short - it was the wrong guy
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now I'm all about you...
and if the shoe fits - walk in it - everywhere you go
I was dancing when the music stopped
And in the disbelief, I couldn't face reinvention;
I hadn't met the new me yet
Honey, now I'm above the trees, I see it for what it is
But I was right down in it,
All the years I'd given - it's just shit we're dividing up
Saturday, 11 May 2024
to the people who look at the stars and wish
to the stars who listen, and the dreams that are answered
Sunday, 28 April 2024
the voices in his head
and I tell you that he runs because he loves me
cause you should have seen him - when he first saw me
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cause I knew too much
there was danger in the heat of my touch
he saw forever so he smashed it up
...
my boy only breaks his favourite toys
I'm queen of sand castles he destroys
i was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff
and he was the wind that stirred me about the world
lol
magic
The singing of birds became an orchestra - a symphony of gossip and mirth. I'd never heard so many layers of music, never heard the variations and themes that wove between their arpeggios. And beyond the birdsong, there was an ethereal melody - a woman, melancholy and weary... the willow. Gasping, I opened my eyes.
The world had become richer, clearer. The brook was a near-invisible rainbow of water that flowed over stones as invitingly smooth as silk. The trees were clothed in a faint shimmer that radiated from their centres and danced along the edges of their leaves. There was no tangy metallic stench - no, the smell of magic had become like jasmine, like lilac, like roses. I would never be able to paint it, the richness, the feel… Maybe fractions of it, but not the whole thing.
Magic - everything was magic, and it broke my heart.
His skin gleamed with a golden sheen, and around his head glowed a circlet of sunshine.
And his eyes - not merely green and gold, but every hue and variation that could be imagined, as though every leaf in the forest had bled into one shade.
Friday, 19 April 2024
I was tame, I was gentle
'til the circus life made me mean
don’t you worry folks - we took out all her teeth
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so who's afraid of little old me?
well, you should be