I wish I could delete you Like a file in my heart drive Stop mourning a future That was never implied I wish I had an icon On my forehead’s third eye Button press, trashcan, erase you Like tears never before again cried I wish memories and mindsets had no recycle bin Where done just... Continue Reading →
Did You Try Baking Soda & Vinegar?
Original Poetry by MahButtItches. Unusual imagery from mad GoogleFu, and an abundant harvest from the Artists and MemeLords. My eternal gratitude to the MemeLords and My Immortal.
Original poetry by MahButtItches She writes because she cares about asses
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Original Comedy by MahButtItches, unusual imagery by mad GoogleFu
The fire you lit in me Grows colder in your absence I swear I’m better off now, but there’s that part in me that feels suffocated in silence. Your silence. Your is an empty pronoun that could easily be their, because half the time I don’t know who you are except that you’re gone and... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Lovesong
I fell in love with a man who broke my brain and my heart. It's been years since and I still wonder about it. There's a part of me that believes there's some future where he and I will be we again. There's another part that thinks that part is the crazy part. Where is... Continue Reading →
Aphrodite Swiped Right
Talking to you is like listening to me If I were deaf and blinded I scream and scream reality, but you sift through your illusions You are drowning deep inside the quicksands of your own timing I've shown you roses, pure and true, made in my blood and tears You chose my thorns, you silly... Continue Reading →
Fuck You, Brienne
Clearly it is a spoiler, you twat Yeah, I said it. I hope I speak for all of us GoT fans who have a Giant Ginger crush on one Mr. Tormund Giantsbane. You broke his giant-teat sucking heart, and I for one will not sit idly by, silently watching the wildling of my dreams be... Continue Reading →
Once Upon a Prick
You set me on fire without a single burn A sleeping child awakened in the middle of a storm My dream come true was in your arms Your smile, my north star in obsidian night Moths drawn to flames, your charms my blight Your heart mechanical, your hands surgical Slicing me open without a cut... Continue Reading →
What is love?
If you've been following my writing for any length of time, there has been a pull for me in the realms of spirituality, psychology, and philosophy. To me, they are all synonyms for the study of love, and that is what I would like to write about today. I believe love is a four-letter word... Continue Reading →