My head is loud... It never stops, It never quiets. It only screams, It only riots. It's against serenity, It's against contentment. It wants anxiety, It wants resentment. My head is loud. My mind is angry. My ears are deafened. My eyes stare blankly.
Tag: Mildly Fucked
Sultry
Her eyes appear sultry and smooth as they gaze, with those green- gray irises lost in a daze. Black-winged and smokey-eyed they stare back in eloquence, masking her insecurities with a falsified confidence.
Viridian
I never settled on gray... I settled on viridian. I settled on a romanticized intensity seeped in tender sophistication, in hopes to cloak the darkness and cravings for desolation...
Where To Begin…
My emotions are erratic and hard to understand... And my head overflows with ideas and unfulfilled plans. My perceptions are complicated and haphazardly skewed... With a reality warped and questionably construed. My memories are my past but somehow still in my present... And honestly in the morning I'm just fucking unpleasant. My mentality is borderline of being clinically insane... But truthfully my flaws make me never want to change.
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