an angel🌟🌟

good luck, my Lord. sending you all of my divine energy okay? im going to be really really weak for a while.. angels kind of need that stuff

selectively breeding angel girls to make them small and weak with wings that are far too small for flight

"i'm not 5 years old.."

"how old are you?"

".. 5 years old"

new years resolution write less depressing poems

i swear ive wrote at least a few happy poems too

flipping through my poetry book: yeah i wrote this one when i wanted to kill myself
and this one is about wanting to kill myself
and this one is about-

i do want to write some less depressing poetry sometime too though

but it'll probably still be dark

joking aside it helps me process feelings and stuff. it's good for me

writing poetry is cool because i get to say "i want to kill myself" and people enjoy reading it?

so hurt me.
cut me open, rip me apart.
strew my guts across the dinner table, and eat my heart out while i smile and laugh
and beg for more
please, won't we do it again?

"you want it for the wrong reasons"
because it makes me feel alive?
as if they're any better
to hurt is to hurt
to hurt is to feel
numbness is always worse than any sensation

"you feel distant"
i'm distant from it all, from myself
moments fade to moments blinking between time and space and i'm not sure how else to pull myself back than pain
would they feel guilty if they knew?

the only time i feel alive anymore is when it hurts, and the pain drags me back from a long standing retreat inside of my own mind
flesh begins to rot.
memories fade but scars remain
a walking, breathing, living corpse of a girl far too good for this world

long lasting impressions
left artfully strewn across my skin
guts spilling out in service of them
to entertain.
and i call them a friend, and thank them for the fresh reopened scars

only deviations in routine coming from others, to fulfill an urge
i long for the pain of it all
familiarity striking me, the closest i've felt to something i miss in a while
and familiarity of a time long past that haunts me so
yet i can't help but crave for more
as if it were all i've ever known

lingering sensations
hot breaths tingle and nip away at a girl's nape
a girl that used to be me
these days, i cannot see nor find her
have i already lost my mind?
it's easier to just exist than live
repetitive motions consume my everything

what a strange feeling.. what a strange feeling
seams rip and and edges fray
to come apart, to unravel
it beckons me
to surrender
forfeit to this eventuality chasing me
one will go first, and i wonder
mind or monster?
perhaps body? unlikely, though more so now
i feel it getting closer

blahaj wont keep me warm ..

so cold.. so cold.. cuddle weather

yay yay

need minecraft slop to live..

the angel is tugging on your sleeve to let you know that she's NOT age regressing and she's actually a very big girl and she wants to sit in your lap

look angels aren't all 5 years old they're just not used to the world okay

the world is so beautiful for angels

oomf new evbo video just dropped. oomf..

Minecraft but i become the parkour god in PVP civilization

!!!

NEW EVBO VIDEO YAY YAYY

um. okay so i agree that she's very brave but i think you might have missed the really big part..

i think she's probably really brave..