what if I shoot myself but instead of blood pink glitter spurts out
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He's been salted on!
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for k part 2
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creepy & cute
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as most girls do
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Malice Mizer - Après Midi
your misery, is company that I don’t want to know
take me where I want to go
I want to go
I’ll never let you go >_0
Love in black and white
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My jar fills with sweet candies, Colorful treats that make my tongue melt. But beneath the pleasure, I feel sickened The vulnerability that drew me in now turns my stomach.
Is this how it must be? Living with the realization That I’ve ate so much candy My soul feels rotten?
got inspired by Momoko c:
such a small figure
oblivious to everything
she danced apathetically
picked up skills that were forced upon her to embrace
Unaware of how to embrace
she let everything fall
into the honoured void of evanescence
is she now any different?
the void certainly is filled to the brim
her heart bloomed
desperation filled her soul
Yet, fate is so scarily unpredictable
she dug her familiar void
and she hid inside
avoiding the abomination
that has been chasing her
I taught myself to make airplanes out of crumbled paper
so that they can fly high
Even crumbled papers deserve a purpose
a chance to find their own path
I will throw them as hard as I can from my monotone balcony to the flowery, comely balcony
they might never come back
And I might run out of airplanes to fix
but I’m happy I witnessed their delightful rebirth
I love you Mana-sama
Edit: hey guys so this post is going a little too well (which I’m happy for ofc) but could u guys please check out the poetry that I’m posting :b this account is for my poetry, I posted this just because malice mizer and lolita fashion is a huge interest of mine
Sorry for begging and thank you <3
hey so um if i see one more notification that someone liked or reblogged this im shooting myself
purposeful things will always be ripped from her
her hands burn, swollen from the misfortunes
the small angel she gave life to won’t turn back to see her view
View that she dedicated herself to
as he’s blinded by the man
He can’t see the value
the melodic thoughts are slowly erased
For her sense has left her
nothing to embrace except for the sheets
though, she never lived in the solitude
through the curtains, the warm rays kissed her pale cheeks and opened her faint eyes
it irks her
Oblivious, she doesn’t realise
the rays of sunshine were the only things left for her -
The only warmth that will pay a visit to her and her powdery room,
the only quality that will blossom her inner desires