[ Random Thoughts Thread ]

[AcheR(ø)engoku]

Traffic wasn't as bad today, what a miracle!

 

[!~𝓚𝓮𝓷𝓳𝓲~!]

???

UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH i'll ask u in dm

 

[yutami]

the spamming

 

[₊˚ ☁️⋅yuna♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.]

 

[AcheR(ø)engoku]

 

[₊˚ ☁️⋅yuna♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.]

 

[～{ flynn }～]

 

[AcheR(ø)engoku]

Too Much Work

A million words to name the soul,
To try and make the fragments whole.
From how we love to how we see,
A catalog of "you" and "me."

But lines we draw will shift and fade,
In the complex light that God has made.
Pansexual, African-American, too,
A list of traits, both old and new.

With every ache and every trait,
The labels start to carry weight.
But even if the ink should run,
The counting never would be done.

So drop the pen and rest your mind,
There are no boxes left to find.
For DNA and science fail,
To tell the core of your own tale.

Beyond the "normal," past the "strange,"
Is a beauty that will never change.
I am Ren, I am Kiko, I am more,
Than any name I’ve held before.

I’m a galaxy that won't be bound,
By any phrase or simple sound.
So when the world asks you to try,
Just look them in the weary eye:

"I am me," and let it rest—
That simple truth is always best.
The lists are long, the ink is dark,
But labels cannot catch the spark.

So set it down, the heavy lurk...
Because that’s just too much work.

 

[AcheR(ø)engoku]

Too Much Work

A million words to name the soul,
To try and make the fragments whole.
From how we love to how we see,
A catalog of "you" and "me."

But lines we draw will shift and fade,
In the complex light that God has made.
Pansexual, African-American, too,
A list of traits, both old and new.

With every ache and every trait,
The labels start to carry weight.
But even if the ink should run,
The counting never would be done.

So drop the pen and rest your mind,
There are no boxes left to find.
For DNA and science fail,
To tell the core of your own tale.

Beyond the "normal," past the "strange,"
Is a beauty that will never change.
I am Ren, I am Kiko, I am more,
Than any name I’ve held before.

I’m a galaxy that won't be bound,
By any phrase or simple sound.
So when the world asks you to try,
Just look them in the weary eye:

"I am me," and let it rest—
That simple truth is always best.
The lists are long, the ink is dark,
But labels cannot catch the spark.

So set it down, the heavy lurk...
Because that’s just too much work.

wayyy better than the free verse version

 

[yutami]

wow the brush is so soft on my skin

 

[lovelizz]

ok hi