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Narcissus, handsome as he were so attractive, named after him are flow’rs posted an instagram selfie, did he waiting for his followers’ attention, though fleeting poor Narcissus: the ‘likes’ donned upon him
Today people are concerned with falsified images they create a fantasy world where they are king and their followers are their supposed friends. Where acts of friendship are not hugs, but rather “likes”. They reach out hoping for acceptance.
People wearing masks. Not surgeons. Not wrestlers. Not even superheroes. I know your name, but not your face If I saw you in public I would not recognize you It’s true
No filter = no likes. No filter is like going on a date, without breaking the ice. (Which is a habit of mine) No filter is #Fresh Friday and no #Makeup Monday. No filter is usually me.
violets are red roses are blue i want a cockatoo homework is boring i think most of you hate it too but i have to do it so do you what are you doing playing games?
I will take hundreds before I find the perfect one. It is imperative to pick the correct filter. It needs to make me look tanner while also concealing the bags under my eyes.
The trick to being flawless Is that you must be lawless Obey noone's expectations don't use their fixations Don't look and find what they see Understand you'll always be dreamy
Hashtag, the only Word I seem to hear today. Its everywhere now.
I said i'm going to rise to the top of the mountain....wait wait wait... I said I'm going to rise to the top of the mountain. Stand on this stage declaring my Name,say. Because I am a king, ayee.
On the edge of the milky way I stand
the Stars make me happy. the Way they’ve lived an eternity evolving, but not changing.
Life will knock you down. What lifts you up? Maybe it’s the way His eyes sparkle against the sunset.
There once was a girl I met Was the best girl out there yet From bein’ together To barely ever Someon’ else got who I didn’t get
Antonia We remember I remember Our childhood Had its pros and cons We’re adults now All grown up It’s crazy how time flies The few moments I spend with you now
I feel like you look for messages engraved in the cliche i don't like it but it seems to work. this is straight forward. i miss my metaphors tired and hungry I can't help but wonder
# my hashtag. Do you like to # your hashtag? Or should I simply # my hashtag? Hashtagging a # is quite the trick, But it's simple, you'll get it quick. You see, with things like YOLO and Selfie
If everyone is an actor, to each his own, why do some leae the performance in the first act? One may think a greater one- a Higher Being, if you will, holds the strings. But Look at your hands.
I was always told to dress the part so I put on my costume. A white collared shirt, A skirt to my knees And a mask of a forced smile Along with a face covered in pounds of makeup,
He wrote me a poem once The boy who leaves in January for LA He wrote me a song once The boy I don't want to say goodbye to. We spent the day exploring a museum once
Hate. Seems like you can’t function without it. Have your coffee dark roast— Extra bitter. Lukewarm, Grounds swirling in the bottom, --Swirling like those hateful thoughts,
You exhaust me. That hardly describes it. I wish there was a better phrase for putting my emotions through a spin cycle. You didn't even hang me out to dry.
YOLO, you only live once. Is once enough? Call to your brothers and tell them to continue. continues with their lives, good decisions, dedication- to life.
I have a cat, and then I had three, four, five. Alonelyness. Feeling the world caving in, the door to a better life closing day by day. Alonleyness.