This is for the shattered, misunderstood, hard as stone, clingy, annoying, lied to, and left to die.
For those who scratched tally marks into their tower with bloody finger nails,
So they wouldn’t go mad.
Instead of satin pillows, they slept on their own tears
and instead of a beautiful scenery to look at, they had a brick wall staring them down.
This is for those who are chained to their mistakes
and shamelessly tossed into a river.
With every ounce of water rushing over them,
another scream erupted from their silent mouths
We are not smart asses or loud mouths.
We are powerful
and refuse further abuse.
We will sing, yell, laugh and cry.
Oh god, will we cry
Our leaking tears will cave a moat
that only opens to the few people that have been trusted.
Who needs price or princess charming?
We tore our towers down brick by brick until light.
We didn’t get out fairy tale in a normal sense.
This is for those whose scars made armor
and had to save themselves
This is for not princesses,
or even queens.
This is for warriors.
This is for me."
- Original poem by the amazing Julianna McCallum
( scenedan )
JU THIS IS THE FIRST EVER POEM YOU SHLWED ME←
*goes to bed at 2am instead of 5am* wow, my life is so in order right now. i’m making such good decisions for myself and my body and my soul and im so in love with myself for doing this
Putting on makeup is such a spiritual experience I watch myself go from a 3 to a 9 right in front of my mirror I love it
no, if you are putting on makeup, I don’t care who you are or what you look like, you go from about a 10 to 1
keep talking shit you gonna go from a basic ass 2 to a 6-feet-under
when your crush walks by
how dare this younger generation enjoy casual hookups and temporary dating…back in my day we got married to our first crushes when we were 18 and ended up unhappy by the time we were 40
he looks so sad