|Amienna happily skipping along to the beat of some happy tune I have never heard of.|
Seth and Serina Go On TourSeth and Serina Go On TourSeth and Serina Go On Tour by tribble-of-doom
I met you in the suicide ward.
In a group therapy session they claimed would make us feel less alone, you sat across from me with your dark tussled hair and sunken eyes. You were wearing a stained denim jacket with patched elbows and torn sleeves. The group leader told each of us to go in a circle and exchange compliments with someone else to get the ball rolling. When the circle got to me, I told you your jacket made you look homeless and you told me my haircut made me look like an ugly dyke. We were both asked to leave. When we parted at the door, I told you to go fuck yourself and you told me to go to Hell.
I didn’t feel alone anymore.
In the night, I could hear you play guitar through the paper-thin hospital walls. And even though I had thick bandages around my wrists, and my fingers were cold and sore, I picked up my ukulele and harmonized to your melody. We played on and on into the night, together and apart, until the nurses asked us
Without MythologiesWithout MythologiesWithout Mythologies by tribble-of-doom
If I could, I would make you a raging river,
With angry rapids supplied with rain
So you could always meander, and forever be able to run away
Without contending with myths wrongly interpreted - with pain.
- John K. Samson
We’re watching the sun drown in a lake,
your eyes are far away and you say you wish
you were the wind.
You stretch out your arms like tired old wings,
and say you hope one day the sky
will just swallow you up. In that last sliver
of light, I tell you that you have it all wrong.
You could never be something so invisible as wind,
(It’s cool breathe makes us shiver,)
If I could, I would make you a raging river.
I’d turn your fingertips to salty spray,
your bones to smooth
Your lips would kiss the ocean each day,
your gut would fill with fish and frogs.
Your fidgeting toes never forced still again.
I’d turn your heart into a waterfall,
And last of all I’d make
those rushing waters from your brain,
I Don't Need YouI Don’t Need YouI Don't Need You by tribble-of-doom
I have to admit that I don’t need you.
I’m not going to tell you I’d die without you,
That you’re like water, or shelter or food.
I’m sure I could get on fine without you.
Got on fine before.
The truth is I don’t need you.
And I hope I never do.
I don’t need you like lungs needs oxygen,
and I’m not addicted to you; you’re not a drug.
I wouldn’t bleed out if you were ripped away,
You’re not some essential organ.
You’re not here to maintain me, sustain me, or keep me alive.
But the truth is I want you.
And I hope I always do.
I want you the way astronauts want the stars,
And sailors long for the sea.
Because wanting is choosing,
and needing is greedy,
And believe me when I tell you I want you
With all of my heart.
The truth is I want everything about you,
I want every little thing.
I want to ruffle the curly hair you sometimes hate,
And kiss the nose you say looks too big in photographs.
Well, hello there! My name is Chloe, but you can call me Raiyna or Suffaloo or Fich.|
Whatever tickles your fancy.
If you didn't already know that, then I probably don't know you! That's alright, if you want me to know you then just comment on my page or one of my pieces or send me a note, I'd love to talk to you!
I've had an account here on DeviantArt for three years, oh how time flies, and I like to believe I've improved a lot from my first submission. I'm a little hesitant to return, as I've been on and off the website for about a year now, but I've changed a lot personally, and I'd like to see how everyone else has, as well!
I take selective requests; if it inspires me and I can remember to do it, I'll draw your request, and a lot of things inspire me really, since my thoughts tend to get stuck in a loop, anything new is something interesting to me.
A few trivial things you should know about me:
-I am a Homestuck.
-I was once part of the Warriors fandom (makes perfect sense, eh?)
-I still participate in the Warriors fanbase, but it's not my main hobby as much as it once was.
-I enjoy writing short stories, typically as vents, but occasionally out of inspiration and the simple want to tell a story.
-I am a Scorpio, but I'm too awkward to be sexy. Sorry.
-I am queer.
-Maybe that's the whole reason I'm awkward.
-Did I mention I have a girlfriend?
-She's really awesome.
-I'm usually the kind of person who sticks to drawing animals, common ones at that, but lately I've gotten more and more into drawing people. Anatomy is hard, but at the same time it's an entertaining challenge.
-Male anatomy is a lot harder to draw than female anatomy.
-Both of them look like crap when I draw them no matter what gender.
-Tricksters? Oh my.
-And on that note I ship DaveJohn.
-DaveJohn is my OTP.
-I go down with this ship.
-Pepsicola is my favorite drink mix.
-Dragons are the shit okay.