starleafofstormclan

what if i told you my skin was scared cut     maimed what if i told you my head was worse? what good would it do?     i'll stay lost              alone                      broken                                 beyond repair Do you think it would help if i could shut it all out? breakdown           and cry?                     Truth is it wouldn't           so i'll sit broken smile beaming out to all of our blind eyes

I feel like i'm drowning hold your head high i want to let it out i can't even try A box without a key smile on locked inside heart and all No one sees beyond the mask a positive attitude is all you need Someone help! sound proof too I close my eyes and take a deep breath everything's okay! this is the way it is the way it's always been maybe one day... i'll find the key

It was Saturday morning, I had made a huge hive with multiple bedrooms about a year ago. It was waaay too empty so I invited my moirail Dave and he moved in with his best bro. Mr.Nubby Mcshouts, aka Karkat Vantas, but it's cool I guess. I woke up and got dressed leaving out the shirt. Who needs a shirt when you have abs that are just gonna make every troll jealous of you? I had just cleaned my swords off some olive blooded dragons I hunted when I got a random message from a troll who contacted me on trollian. This was our chat: perfectlyCapricious [PC] began trolling rareHonor [RH] RH:...? >:? PC: Hello. RH: H1Y4 WH03V3R TH3 FUCK! PC: Well

I will not call you my muse because you are temporary maybe not even love when you are gone and I've written all i can when all the happy and sad words are used I will move on and find it anew You are my inspiration but don’t expect this everyday I will not always write about you Nor to you but for now, I do and I will My inspiration who makes me giddy and heart a flutter whose company I love to keep whose embrace is warm and comforting for now I write for you Maybe my muse, we’ll see for now my inspiration and my crush I write for you

Mary Sue and Sue Jane the same to you but not to me whether they share just a face or a mind they are more to me they are different, can’t you see?

Once young now old once naive now wise time moves and changes the past is a tool of learning the present is a treasured standing point the future is the chance to change Once a child now growing to an adult once dependent now spreads wings of self-hood flow with time the past is a tool of learning the present is a treasured standing point the future is the chance to change Once an ugly duckling now an elegant swan once a lonely frog now a handsome prince do not be a statue the past is a tool of learning the present is a treasured standing point the future is the chance to change Once an idea now a plan Once a hummed tune now a ballad of go

 There once was an old carpenter who lived on the edge of a town, one day a strange customer came in, a monster. The monster wasn’t to big and not to small, he had sharp claws, a rough fur coat and three bright friendly red eyes. At first the carpenter was scared but soon realized the monster wasn’t going to hurt him. The carpenter calmed down before asking the monster how he could help him. “I’d like you to make me something i could live in, but i also want to be able to make friends, can you do that?”, the monster asked. The carpenter took a moment to think, he looked at the monster and replied ,” how a