kindergartner rachel shows off their literary genius  

i am one good kid

uglybabe:

did my pal’s makeup for prom last night

he’s never done drag before as far as i know, and my heart is overcome with joy 

Mako Shark (Isurus oxyrinchus)

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sometimes i just start feeling too much so i draw really happy princess bubblegums 

nascentbeing:

you came to me with your oversized sweater sleeves pulled over your hands

just whispered your legs were so full of poetry, you had to move to your arms

i said, “i’ll buy you a notebook”

upon dinner you told me your stomach was so full of words you’d swallowed 

you couldn’t eat for a week

well i remember when i would swallow my hunger like pills 

praying to the sky and the dirt and the sea for an overdose

i remember when all i ate was “i love you”s 

i remember when i ran out of lines on my skin to write on 

yet still i prayed for a smaller canvas

i remember when the only thing i would do on my knees was pray

see, i’ve been praying all my life to a god i’m not sure i believe in and who i’m sure doesn’t believe in me

but i have studied the difference between self-reflection and self-destruction like my religion

and i have been trying to stay faithful 

so, tonight, i will leave you with a prayer

dear god, please, please, please, let me be original 

as though everything wasn’t a copy of a copy of a copy, including this line

god or not knows i don’t want to be alone

but more than anything i don’t want you looking into yourself like a nike sweatshop

like the raindrop that started the hurricane

like this year’s selection of republican election candidates i mean fuck you’re no rick santorum

i pray and pray and pray

but no god i can find in textbooks will listen 

for now, i will stick to signing each of my letters with “YOU ARE NOT ALONE”

and drawing it from your breath like a mended hallelujah

-rachel adams (ohgrrrl)

(Source: ohgrrrl)

broke in a moleskin sketchbook today

self portrat

(this is the poem i wrote for the thing at school and it’s probably not very good but my friend wants to see it)

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hold me like you held your breath that moment before jumping

tell me you’re afraid to fall

i’ll tell you, “let me teach you to be afraid to fly

after all, if everything that goes up must come down

why go up at all?”

maybe it’s just because i’m shorter than most

but i’ve been priding myself on the space between me and the sky

and on the lack of space between you and me

This is bad but who cares I’m in an art rut