QueenBee

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

Posts

  • Ticket

    "Having a career isn't all that there is in life."

    You think I don't know that?

    I know it isn't.

    But I also know

    That this is my ticket into the real world

    And I'm not going to blow it

    For silly parties

  • The way

    The way we can laugh

    The way we're so at ease

    The way I can't stop looking at you

    The way I can feel you

    Next to me

    Like I'd be happy wherever I can have this

    The way we can grab each other's hands

  • The Dark

    I'm not scared of the dark

    I don't trust it

    I don't trust what it could reveal

    I'm not scared of the dark

    I'm scared of my mind

    I'm scared of the games my brain plays 

    I'm not scared of the dark

  • always

    severus snape knew what always meant

    he knew the weight of it

    he understood it

    "after all this time?"

    "always."

    always

    something so powerful

    with such weight

    so profound

  • Love

    I love

    Snowy stage band mornings

    Dark and cold

    Blowing in the door with some random trumpet player

    Our conductor's coffee

    Wet I-just-showered hair

    Bedhead, the age-old oops-forgot-my-folder

  • A thousand lifetimes

    You offered me your hand

    And I wonder

    I wonder if there could ever be a time

    A dimension

    Where I wouldn't take it

    A thousand lifetimes

    A thousand universes

    A thousand twisted tales

Loves

  • Drowning in the unknown

    I am tormented by slight movements

    even silence is hurting me

    reality seems to be strobing

    or something like it -

    I've yet to learn how to explain these moments to others,

    even myself.

    It's not normal,

  • Anticipation

    This is the worst kind of anticipation

    this anticipation isn't just fear of what is to come

    it's laced around the edges with knowledge of how it went last time

    of how a repeat of last year is most likely inevitable.

  • fifteen

    I am 15, a rising sophomore struggling mentally. Can’t motivate myself to do much, still dreading the first day of school. I often find the phrase “I can’t” pouring out of my mouth as I feel out of control, laying in my mom’s arms.