Validate or Abdicate from the Conversation

Suicide is not selfish. Suicide will never be selfish. Suicide is the terminal result of debilitating, life altering brain bullshit. Unless you are the type that tells cancer patients if they die, it’s selfish… 🤷🏿‍♀️ I hate the terms mental illness/mental health bc it is not that black and white. If I’m going to use... Continue Reading →

Narcissistic Cannibal lol

With wine and words, you drew me in Playing songs that stole air from the sky Your eyes undressed my soul, I became yours to devour My lips, you took first, in nibbles and nips My tongue was your pleasure, as long as it licked When it wagged too grandly, you chewed it down My... Continue Reading →

When I becomes We, Illness becomes Wellness

TL;DR: Take your Self extremely seriously and make fun of your problems. Because a person is never the problem, people can be fucking dumb. Lots of people doing nothing and asking why someone didn’t say or do something is a BIG FUCKING PROBLEM. Stop taking dumb shit seriously, and stop being dumb about serious shit. Now take a minute, harness your attention span, and learn some more

Original Poetry by MahButtItches. unusual imagery by mad GoogleFu

Derp

If time can heal all wounds, When's the button so I can press mute on all of these echoes of you Cause it's not the memories that leave me choking Or even the scars on the heart you broke in It's all those echoes of the words left unsaid It's the vomit & blood of... Continue Reading →

Dare you to fuck a blender

This thought, “broken, yes, that’s how the light gets in” keeps replaying. This idea that when you want to build a muscle, you break it down first. That’s how you get stronger. What doesn’t kill you makes you funnier; however, it doesn’t necessarily have to be your life’s purpose. I have to wonder if the... Continue Reading →

Game of Thumbs

Game of Thumbs Spoken word on my TikTok Mah_Butt_Itches I’m so tired of the game where somehow i’m supposed to care about your cries for attention and the banalities I call my day Where I throw up some pictures and assert I’m better than all the thoughts inside my head that tell me I better... Continue Reading →

Tell me about blue

When the “inner” world becomes inquisitive, the “outer” world becomes magnificent. What color is your sky? Can you actually describe it? There’s blue, there’s light blue, there’s dark blue, but I can’t say what blue looks like to me. Nor can I see or understand what blue looks like to you. I only call it... Continue Reading →

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