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  • Birthday January 22

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    I'm Panda's gorgeous dirt princess!! ^^
  • Pronouns
    she/her
  • Location
    With @SmilingPanda19 and @Part of The Narative in our Walmart dumpster
  • Interests
    I love books, books, books, Brandon Sanderson books, God, asking questions, my cats, my family, my friends, my house, buying expensive Stormlight Archive t shirts from Etsy, writing my own stories with my writing group ( aka my three best friends and me) making valiant attempts at writing romance, writing "juicy" scenes, avidly hating math, being socially awkward, drawing, memes, nightblood, singing songs from various musicals (HAMILTON! LES MIS!!! IN THE HEIGHTS! NEWSIES! THE GREATEST SHOWMAN!!) and movies, country music, gardening, animals, foreign cultures, the beach, the mountains, geeking out with my friends about all kinds of junk, eating gummy bears, exercising. POETRY! PHOTOGRAPHY!! PHILOSOPHY!! QUESTIONS!! ECONOMICS!! DEBATE! cOnSpIrAcY!!!!! oh, and did I mention reading? ( This is NOT in order of importance)

    *AHAHAHAHAHAHA* ~Hermes at all times

    IF YOU READ THIS YOU JUST LOST THE GAME!!!
    :DDD

    Quotes formerly in "Contact Methods":

    I imagine death so much it feels more like a memory; this is where it gets me, on my feet, the enemy ahead of me, if this is the end of me, at least I have a friend with me, weapon in my hand, a command, and my men with me. ~ Hamilton

    I don't think that anyone gets it So I don't wanna tell anybody what really goin' on in my head I just wanna be alone and listen to the music and let it tell me the way I need to feel So I don't think I'm defective ~ Hurt Myself, Ekoh

    I need a break from my brain From the doubt, from the stress, from the pain This anxiety is killing me and keeping me awake I need a break from my temper It's exhausting to live with the anger It weighs me down and it holds me back ~ Take Me Away, New Medicine


    I see you Crying in a gown that's blue Screaming through a breathing tube "How'd I get to this place?" I see you Wondering how you came unglued Feeling like your whole life's screwed "Who could love me this way?" ~ ICU, Citizen Soldier

    All my life I had to keep fighting And I'm a prove 'em wrong or I'm a die trying Head like a stone, heart like a lion I'm a prove 'em wrong or I'm a die trying ~ Die Trying, New Medicine

    Used to pull down my sleeves Used to put makeup on So everyone would think I'm fine and nothing's wrong I buried all the pain, used to feel so ashamed Of all the things I wrote about myself with razor blades ~ Tattoos Citizen, Soldier


    Broken legs, but I chase perfection These walls are my blank expression My mind is a home I'm trapped in And it's lonely inside this mansion ~ Mansion, NF

    THIS IS SO LONG WTC

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  1. Just-A-Stick

    I wish I could post something good for Father's Day, but this is all I have.

     

    Dad...

    Spoiler

    Dad…

     
    I don’t know who you are.
    I don’t know if I ever did.
    We have wounds that maybe
    You don’t know about.
    But I do.
    I see them.
    I feel them.
    I’m still here.
     
    I don’t understand you.
    I don’t begin to understand.
    You don’t know what you did,
    Do you?
    I tried to tell you, but you
    Probably don’t remember that
    Either.
     
    When will you learn
    That I am not
    Who my brother is?
    That I actually hear
    What you’re yelling.
    I don’t need your heavy hand.
    I wish I could talk to you.
    But I can’t.
     
    I’ve had enough of your
    Fake apologies.
    Enough of your “serious talks”.
    More than enough comparisons.
     
    I don’t know you!
    You’re leaving.
    Again.
    What is this?
    I know it’s not my fault.
    I know it’s yours.
    But why couldn’t you
    Just
    Do
    Better?
     
    Maybe mom forgave you,
    But I don’t know if I can.
     
    You left so many times.
    You weren’t there for me
    When I was little.
    Maybe, what you don’t realize,
    Is that I saw things.
    I heard things.
     
    Maybe you thought you hid that,
    But I saw it.
    You abandoned me.
    You should know that you can’t
    Rely on Ty to be the bigger person!
    So where does that leave us?!
    When Mom is sobbing
    Where she thinks nobody sees,
    When Ty is in a yelling match
    With you,
    When the younger ones
    Are crying because they’re scared,
    I am the one.
     
    I’m the one who has to be
    Brave.
    The comforter.
    “Everything is going to be okay.”
    Just repeating,
    Over and over as it happens
    Again and again.
     
    Where were you?!
     
    You didn’t just hurt Mom.
    You hurt me.
    You hurt Ty.
    You hurt the younger ones.
     
    I’m done with those empty
    Apologies.
    Done with those stupid
    Words you toss around
    Like garbage.
     
    I don’t need your compliments.
    I don’t need you to try and
    Micromanage my life.
    You don’t know anything about me!
    You try to help and you wipe out
    My only confidence.
     
    I have other fathers.
    I don’t trust you.
    I don’t believe your words.
    Good, or bad.
     
    You’re a ghost to me.
    Someone who flickers
    In and out,
    Twisting thoughts and words,
    Until everything is a mess.
     
    Dad…
    I don’t know you.
    You’re a stranger.
    One who’s leaving.
     
    And all I have to say, is
    Goodbye.
     
    ~ Stick 6-15-24

     

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