Why do you wear the robes of a shepherd
Whilst baring the fangs of a leopard
Your true nature can never be fully severed
No matter how much you have endeavored
The blood of flocks has forever stained your soul
The flesh of the sheep will never make you whole
Only a fool would presume such acts would console
The hesitant heavy heart with a deep dark hole
How can you use your staff to willfully mislead
Leading lambs to the slaughter as they plead
Taking in joy as they shakingly cry and bleed
Never once truly regretting your misdeeds
The sins of slaughter will lead to your demise
The sheep will see through your disguise
When they notice your sinister snake eyes
The flock will run away from your lies
Truly unfortunate to be poisoned by cringe pills.
WHAT THE FUVK I'M TAKING THE CRINGE PILLS????WHAT
Why can’t anyone see the rain clouds
With all my raindrops on the school grounds
Even among the thundering crowds
Not a single umbrella can be found
I always tried to avoid the puddles from the rain
But such attempts have always been in vain
Leaving me to shiver from the cold wet pain
I’ll try to find the sun so I won’t complain
Why can no one see the storm clouds in the sky
With all the water works in my eyes
There was only sunless silver skies
But I would say it was sunny sky blue and lie
I now have more sunny sky blue days
After being freed from the high school grays
I can bask in the warmth of the sun's rays
As I have found manies caring gaze
Why do I feel like I’m becoming something new
Every little thing seemingly changing shape in my view
Even the words on my tongue sound different too
Now like an owl I must question who
I look into the mirror of my soul
Always questioning my self given role
Forgetting that it isn’t my entire sole
Accepting that there is more than one goal
Why have I became entirely anew
Feeling like grass with the morning dew
As my face embraces a calm bright hue
Now like an owl I must declare who
Once again gazing into the mirror of my soul
No longer fearful of taking the reigns of control
Replacing all the pieces that others stole
Finally constructing my being into something whole
Eggy shirt
on this day one year ago someone sewed a fried egg to a tshirt
"Autistic characters in popular media are always robots or aliens" I mean, that's just not true. Autistic characters in popular media in fact span a wide range of backgrounds, including (but not limited to):
Time traveller
Former cultist
Morbid little girl
Grown in a tube
Ambiguously foreign
Talking animal
Curse victim
Tech support
Raised by wolves
Ninja assassin
World famous detective
French
Happy April Fools Day
Says the vampire -_-
Bet vampires would hate garlic powder.
I think it’s funny and sad how so many people grow up hating the color pink because of sexism. Then they grow up and hopefully realize that they don’t need to hate on a color. For the longest time I hated the color to the point that everyone who knew me didn’t even associate me with the color, but now I love it and people in my life think about me whenever they see anything pink.
Her love was like cotton candy
It was soft and saccharinely sweet
Mixed with passionate pinks
Once I took a bite
It melted on my tongue
Just like cotton candy
Her love was like cotton candy
It was delicately sirupy
And it melted my weak heart
After just a few more bites
Nothing remained
Just like cotton candy