Baked Witch

It's a lucky day to be alive.

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Professional digital/traditional artist and purist writer. Hobbyist dancer.

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  • When I think of you

    I just think about how I couldn’t get my way, and I think about how inconvenient that is for me. I’m selfish. I dislike myself. Even being pretty or cute isn’t enough, I am rotten brat. You can’t see me. I can’t see you. But in the reflection of my eyes I imagine you, smashed…

  • Heartbreak, flatline, resuscitation, repeat.

    25 days ago: I love you. You were my curly bear. My sweet love. I told you everyday. I went out of my way to show you how I meant it. That I love you. 5 days ago: Randomly crying over things we used to like. I want to reach out so bad. But every…

  • All for real, not a dream.

    Death naps. Soon I will be out of drugs. Reckless behavior incoming. I’ve been trying to keep my chin up and see the point. But I don’t. I’m pretty thrilled about mortality. I was actually disappointed when I woke up. I’m truly a sad person. Without the people around me that love & care, I…

  • Telephone Line

    I have the chance to get to know someone before I give them my heart. I went on a date. The devil is my beautiful snake. It winds itself up my ankle, enters my soul and devours my heart. It feels good, I nod my head back and feel the muscles and tissues of my…

  • The pain in my head.

    You and I liked the same movies. I loved your taste. I miss you so badly. I did it – the ritual. The cord cutting spell. I made sure to protect our friendship. I suspect that’s why I still cry. I just watched Eternal Sunshine. Matthew…. I really believed we were soulmates. I believed that,…