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UNABLE AND UNFIT

Thu Oct 8, 2009, 9:25 AM
there should be a sign on my forehead that says UNABLE AND UNFIT because i cant walk down the street without feeling like i am being followed or abused or hated i cant have a boyfriend without fucking it up or doing it wrong i cant fucking love anybody without getting scared and ruining it i am not fit to have any of the things in my life that i love because i dont treat them right, i cant be good or normal or happy for the people who love me and i am so scared of not treating them right but i keep doing it and i am so scared and it gets everywhere the ugliness and fear gets everywhere like blood and this will be the last thing i write for a long while because everything that comes out of me is so awful and ugly./ so bye guys, write write write, you are beautiful

  • Mood: Crazy

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We loved each other so much that sometimes it hurt, even when we were close. I wanted to be her and she wanted to be me. Sex never felt complete, and afterwards we talked carelessly about easy subjects to avoid discussing the ache that bruised us both. So one day, in the kitchen, she cut me and I cut her; gently, slowly, too easily. It was the knife we used for onions and our tears were painful but expectant. We dripped the blood into coffee mugs, then bandaged up and went to bed. We fucked and there were stars but we saw different constellations.

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  • Current Residence: the u.k.
  • Interests: seeing absolutely everything.
  • Favourite genre of music: men who love iggy pop, "dancing with myself" by billy idol
  • Favourite artist: you
  • Favourite poet or writer: every one who has ever hand written me a letter
  • Shell of choice: pink inside
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:iconmoondrunk:
...why you tellin cats ta go eat curry?
i love curry

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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
:iconemilygolightly:
what kind?

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i love you, said ophelia, and i love that dark bird you hold in your arms.

big sur
1958
:iconmoondrunk:
what kind?
umm....really spicy ones???
idk, i just like curry on my biryani

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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
:iconmoondrunk:
and when i walk the grounds at dawn
i can hear the sound of far-off bells
i lay my feet out in the reeds
and i dream of bein' somewhere else

so girl, next time you are in town
just ring the bell, i'll come let you in
i don't think you gon' need directions
just ask for the house where we all live

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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
:iconb1gfan:
:glomp: How delicious is it to wander around, looking for nothing in particular, and end up back in places you'd loved being before :)

:wave:
:iconemilygolightly:
its like eating a big bowl of your favourite ice cream!

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i love you, said ophelia, and i love that dark bird you hold in your arms.

big sur
1958
:iconpiratesdontcry:
[link] because i think that you are
such an amazing artist, i have
featured you in my 'featured deviant'
section next to my journal :heart:

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