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Friend BallWhen I first met you
You were weak and small-
Waiting among the
shifting blades of grass
Hiding your meekness behind a display of tooth and claw.
You were wild and free
But I have tamed you,
And gained your trust,
Though I couldn't bear to crush your spirit-
I didn't choose what I wanted you to be
No, I chose you.
The many colors of the many towns passing by
The colorful characters
and the things to do/see
They pique my curiosity,
-and I want to explore every nook and cranny
To help anyone in need
After all they usually give me free stuff in return-
And you were always there by my side.
We've both grown strong
Not only in body and spirit,
But in friendship.
Deep caves, mossy green forests, treacherous mountains
We will con
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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