PMS Pardon my speech. As a poor, malfunctioning soul, pleasantries might not suffice as I pacify this major s*** of a time. Pre-menstrual symptoms popularly include munchies-- pizza and milk-chocolate-coated strawberries. Problematically, my sanity is progressively missing, so please my satiations and perhaps I might sincerely produce my pretty smile. - Sappy
The night I got stranded in Kyoto, the weeping willows charmed me more than the Sakura. I watched the streets crawl out of bed and join me greet the large crows. My eyes nestled on a fluffy one’s matching winter coat. Led by the screeching subways, I lead the way past the bridge away from a Family Mart’s jingles. The trains filled at 6:40 AM reminded me of the temple night and day with the club. The fleeting city trickled the compartments empty. The stragglers tickled my curiosity. Did they wonder about my journey or did I imposter their lives wandering? I questioned my life cycling in the ptptptptptptptpt of rain towards the fshfshfshfshf of waves. The night ended with falling off a bike hearing opera. The day started with falling asleep. - Sappy
Whisper i remember thinking i could channel the energy of the earth in gym class while on the verge of losing dodgeball i crouched down and touched the sticky gym floor i don’t remember if i won or not only that at that moment i truly felt the power of nature and used it perhaps that’s one privilege children have their ability to ask favors from the soil burying their mother the earth that will one day bury them too - sappy
be free the insects labor tirelessly dutifully carrying out an agenda of an agenda drone bees lose sight of who they are without realizing they drone into workers without realizing worker bees forget why & who they are laboring for - sappy
With 1 Being the Worst, on a Scale of
1-100,
I feel like I’m a solid 45.
1-10,
I think I’m about uh 3(?) or maybe 4? Nah, 3.
1-5,
I’d say 2, only because I don’t want to say 1.
0-1,
I’m not a fraction’s worth.
- Sappy
sometimes i wonder & leave the pickle jar unscrewed like the time i stole a hamster from my neighbor & still have but not want & the time i showed my bloody wound knowing that mother would scream i still am wandering to know why i did that & endlessly i still am wondering - sappy
