ConspiritorialKitten

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Untamed by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Untamed

I have loved myself too fearlessly to ever let me go, And just in case you thought you'd change that, I just thought that you should know That I'm a hurricane, a maelstrom, the ocean at high tide, A forest fire, a flash flood, the sun bright in your eyes. I will bend you, I will break you, I will drop you in the dust. I will blind you, I will choke you, I will leave you there to rust. You cannot tame me. I am the fire in the field, blazing and brilliant in your sight; I am the waves against your shores, eroding you all through the night. (I will bend you, I will break you) I am the moon, vivid and full, claiming the horizon as my own, I am the first star out at dusk, always bright but all alone. You cannot tame me. My spirit burns too hot for you to hold; I will sear your skin and blacken your bones. I will destroy you and all you know. (I will blind you, I will choke you) I will heat your heart and boil your blood until you fall down to your knees, Begging me to "please, Please

The Duet we Never Sang by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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The Duet we Never Sang

I am the blood in your mouth when you bite your tongue Trying to stop my name from sneaking past your teeth. (I sense you like salt and iron in the back of my throat, Ocean and pennies like a brick in my mouth. I can’t swallow past the taste of you.) I am the exact sparkle of 3 am stars Shedding silver light like lost fireflies on the beach. (I have always seen you in the neon glow of constellations and arcade games, Skee ball scores spiking high like my pulse, Shadows stealing along your jaw as you bend and aim and throw) I am the fingers that steal into yours, Herculean grip with my palm pressed to your skin. Slight sweat an

Four Letters, One Word, No Hope. by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Four Letters, One Word, No Hope.

I am a four-letter poem dressed up in words That mean nothing; Tangled in dark branches and the forests in my mind, where daylight looks like midnight and I can never leave. I am the shadows gathered under trees and the hollows beneath your eyes When I have kept you up at night The inside of my mind is no place to hide, Where there is neither up, nor down No left turn And nothing is right Roads that twist and turn and double back, And there is no way but forward I am the path that disappears into the horizon But never reaches for the sky. I am grasping for a truth that dances from my fingertips, Elusive and laughing at my empty, open f

Something Special by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Something Special

There is something special in the seconds and the minutes and there is something special in the darkness and the crickets Of a Florida night at 12 am and a full moon overhead That sprays silver on back roads like water on fire. There is something special in sharing music in the middle of the night Or the Havoc of the morning, There is something in each individual chord that will settle into your heart And strike a note when you hear it. There is something special in the certain cadence of a voice That rises and falls with each new character, With the way that Hank the Cowdog fills the corners of a garage And falls into the spaces between pi

You Are by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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You Are

You are a mix of all the things I could never be, And all the pretty pictures that you helped me see. You are the sun in the moments of pre-dawn shyness: (Blushing, vulnerable, purple-black-blue like the bruises on your confidence) And you are sunrise, the edges of your fire leaping out to light a world in darkness (Brilliant and gold and breath-taking; you line simplicity with beauty and you forge the earth in shades of flame that make the dew sparkle in my eyes) And you are the heat of midsummer (Burn your kiss into my open mouth, catch me up and sear my skin and ignite an inferno in my stomach that never dies). You are dimming

Don't by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

Realization by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Realization

I'm just a gun, All dolled up without anyone to convince me It's better not to shoot. I've got a crooked smile and a matching set of morals That look better when framed by a pair of obviously red lips and matching six-inch stilettos. The salt of my bones catches fire, and I'm burning to death. Don't bother to ask how you can help, when you lit the match and made light of all of my injuries. (I'm gonna raise hell until it's all systems go, and when I believe in all of my blood, I'll let you know.) When the light escapes from here and catches the reflections in your eyes, Will you realize that we're all just stars burning in someone else's

Sometimes by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

Destructive by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

Maybe I Don't Know You Anymore by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Maybe I Don't Know You Anymore

Maybe I don't know you anymore, And maybe I never really did to begin with. But I knew from the second I saw you, I was gonna love you, That you were gonna kill me. Maybe I don't know you anymore; You spend your days with someone else in a house that isn't mine. You spend your days talking with the other pretty girls, and they give you the time of day, And the time of your life. They give you those little things that I couldn't, Like a worthwhile distraction and pleasures of the flesh. Really, the only pleasure I wanted Was your skin on mine, and your breath in my lungs. But I guess I'm just a simple girl, and this world has always been too

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Untamed by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Untamed

The Duet we Never Sang by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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The Duet we Never Sang

Four Letters, One Word, No Hope. by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Four Letters, One Word, No Hope.

Something Special by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Something Special

You Are by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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You Are

Don't by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

Realization by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Realization

Sometimes by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

Destructive by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

Maybe I Don't Know You Anymore by ConspiritorialKitten, literature

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Maybe I Don't Know You Anymore

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ice on pane by Tiger--eyes, literature

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ice on pane

night curls cold around my shoulders and i practice fractal gaze of ice on pane pieces of the moon are on the window sill still trying to breathe these shattered things . i beg the cup up to my lips again another vice for another lie and it is both the frost and flame . sing love i am drifting breathing feathers on the glass my fingers full of moon wishing i could bloom for you instead of choking on the dark instead of searching through the blackness for some promised light instead of wishing for the land beyond the stars

Our Wait for the Lengthening Days by sense-and-stupidity, literature

Depression Isn't Real by MikkiMarie, literature

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Depression Isn't Real

Depression isn’t true, my dear Depression isn’t real. It’s just a silly tragedy You’ve forced yourself to feel. Anxiety is fake, my friend You wonder why it’s there. But others have it worse than you! Stop forming false despair. Cutting is dramatic, love, It’s ugly, and it’s dumb. Why not just get over it? Is the attention fun? Suicide is stupid, dear, And selfish, if I may. Get over yourself, darling, Can you hear these things I say? Why aren’t you replying, love? Oh, where could you have gone? I never meant to hurt you, love, Did I say something wrong? Why aren’t you replying, dear

Cutter by MikkiMarie, literature

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Cutter

“What’s on your arm? What’s on your thigh?” I scratched myself, darling—but I will be fine. “What’s on your wrist? And why do you cry?” Oh, silly—they’re signals, they’re my warning signs. “Why are there tears coming out from your eyes?” They show that I’m breaking. My laugh’s a disguise. “What’s on your forearm? What’s on your mind?” I’ll be okay, darling. I just wish to die.

Daddy Please by MikkiMarie, literature

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Daddy Please

Daddy, don't lie to me, I wanna know Where is she hiding, and why did she go? Daddy, don't lie to me, please, pretty please It's like I can hear her voice within the breeze. Daddy, don't lie to me, where did she run? Daddy, I know all the things you have done. Daddy, don't lie to me, I've seen her scars Hidden from me like the faraway stars. Daddy, don't tell me, I don't wanna hear I'm hoping these thoughts are just worries, just fears. Daddy, don't tell me, I can't stand the facts I just wanna think this is some silly act. Daddy, I love you, you know this is true But honestly, why do you do what you do? Daddy, I saw you when you pushed h

a black hole (i.e. mirrored images) by A-Lovely-Anxiety, literature

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a black hole (i.e. mirrored images)

face yourself in the mirror red cheeked and smiling, have you ever wondered why blush is just blood congealing beneath the skin cells or rouge made of lead my antithesis, my partner in crime my faithful cut and dry, bone dry, fish bones stuck in throat you are my vocal chords twisted like ribosomes stuck in an internment of itself AN ANTITHESIS or are you just the "i'm sorry" trying to crawl out my mouth i'm just playing my part Antigone you say i'm just like your mother and you're right but fuck i'm your lover a replacement box lined with fuzzy peach navels and naval ships crashing on shores i'm tired of being your mom i'm tired of cleaning

About ConspiritorialKitten

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United States
Deviant for 15 years
She / Her

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Living on air and old hopes; half the time I can't bear to eat and I can't stand to starve.

Deviations may be triggering.

Favourite Movies

The Golden Compass

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Pierce the Veil

Favourite Books

His Dark Materials, the Maximum Ride series, the Warriors series, The Other Boleyn Girl, The Constant Princess

Favourite Writers

Erin Hunter, Phillippa Greggory, James Patterson, Phillip Pullman

Favourite Games

Furcadia, the Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time & Twilight Princess

Tools of the Trade

A fevered mind and restless spirit.

Other Interests

RolePlaying, Writing, Reading, Getting on the Internet, Listening to Music

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ConspiritorialKitten

Oct 28, 2016

If I Had One Breath

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god knows that if i only had one breath left in my body i would use it to bless you the same way that gods bless worlds and mothers bless sons the same way that moons bless stars and skies love suns and clouds love rain and day loves night the same way that villains love evil and judges love right the way that freckles love skin and laughter loves wind that snatches the notes on an evergreen breeze the way that eyes love sights and tongues mouth words or the way night day can't be without the other If I had one breath left in my body I would hold it until my face turned blue so I could spend the rest of my breath next to you

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ConspiritorialKitten

Aug 23, 2014

hurr durr

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1. What animal/creature you remind me of: 2. What color I think fits you: 3. How I feel about you: 4. Insult you: 5. My favorite OC of yours: 6. What season you remind me of: 7. Tell you what food you smell like in my head: 8. A song you remind me of: 9. Think of a random nickname for you: 10. What element you remind me of: 11. I'll tell you to put this in your journal without using the word 'tag': just 'cause.

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ConspiritorialKitten

Aug 19, 2014

Tired

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so, so tired of rping the same thing. Can't write anymore, can only read and remember the feeling of being able to make my own stories. No will to reply to any posts because the posts are boring and the plots are boring. Looking for a really good humanoid-based rp. Shapeshifter, magic-users, don't care. I just need something with a plot to inspire me. I can't inspire myself anymore.