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sincerely-angel1 · 2 hours
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Me core
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sincerely-angel1 · 19 hours
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Huh? Oh it’s nice to meet you too! What’s that? Oh my comfort movie is the exorcist from 1971. What? What do you mean that’s weird?
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sincerely-angel1 · 20 hours
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A poem from my upcoming book, Letters From The Center <3
To Every Thing Its Season
To every thing its season.
Maiden, Mother, Crone.
Spring and Summer, 
Fall and Winter.
Seed to stem to flower to wilt.
From smallest grain to empires grand.
From the earth underfoot to far flung stars
From seconds to epochs
And all that lies between,
There is a time, a season, for every thing.
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sincerely-angel1 · 2 days
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sincerely-angel1 · 2 days
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Long day…. :(
Anyway look at my ducks
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sincerely-angel1 · 4 days
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Poetry #6 💕
“Die Anywhere Else”
4/27/24
I’m sitting in my old room
trying not to give into this gloom.
Staring at white wall,
trying to recall,
feeling the breeze on numb skin,
and wondering how long it’s been
Since I’d first stepped foot in here
or if I’ll shed a tear
when I walk out for the last time,
carrying a box so full of grime
and walking on wood
wondering if I could, or if I should
plead to stay in this rotting old house,
Or if anyone will listen,
Even when my tears start to glisten.
I know it’s all hopeless,
to think anyone would notice,
So I take once last look,
at every empty nook,
my empty room,
the flowers outside, once in bloom,
now withering from months not watered
and I feel it myself, my heart being slaughtered
at the thought of living there
without a care, or a second thought
without having fought.
I go up the pathway stoned
to the place our pool once owned
that’s now just raw earth
and I wonder, what’s it all worth?
I knew I’d die someday
and I used to say
I’d rather it be anywhere else but here,
I’d want to be steering clear,
but now, I’d rather stay
laying in all the mold and decay,
than run off and die alone
in somewhere unknown,
without the comfort of this place
god, I feel like I’m drifting in space.
I hate this house, but I don’t want to go,
not now, not ever, oh, I don’t know
maybe I’m afraid of change
this is all so strange,
two years ago, I’d have jumped at the offer to run
I’d have flown off like an Icarus to the sun,
but now, with reality right in my face,
that just isn’t the case.
we’ve been planning this for months, why now?
why can’t I just allow
myself to get in the car,
and drive afar,
away from this hollow
why is it such a tough pill to swallow?
I know, deep down,
and while it probably won’t astound,
it’s because it’s not just a house, it’s a part of me,
it’s where I grew up, where I learned to see,
the world with innocent eyes,
underneath vast, open skies,
and learned right from wrong,
where I listened to my very first song,
and never learned to swim
god each memory feels like a gem,
I’ve spent years under this roof’s embrace
finding solace in its familiar space
but I know, whether I want to admit it or not,
everything has a time, when you’ve just got
to move on, and let go
of this old flow
I walk down the driveway, kicking up gravel
staring at the sunset, feeling myself unravel
I take a photo, hoping to remember this,
praying a few years from now I’ll feel some sweet bliss,
its missing now, and it’s all so bittersweet,
maybe one day it’ll feel complete,
and now, years later, several homes past
It’s all still last,
I remember every inch of that house
every corner, every mouse,
I reminisce, now with a smile,
I’ll always remember that trailer, mile after mile.
(This is a poem written about my childhood home, and how while I was living there, I’d wanted out for such a long time, but when it came actual time to move, it was one of the most painful things I’d ever had to do. Hope you enjoyed, anyway.)
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sincerely-angel1 · 4 days
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My Comfort Characters..💕
(Different than my kins. Don’t come for me 😭)
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sincerely-angel1 · 4 days
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My Character Kins? (An extended list)
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sincerely-angel1 · 5 days
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This google doc has been my lifeline lately
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sincerely-angel1 · 7 days
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Wednesday, April 24, 2024
I miss you.
I miss you and I hate that.
I don’t know if I miss you or the idea of you, but there’s something that I miss. I’ve realized it’s getting harder to say your name these days. Just earlier, I was telling my mom about something regarding you, and when I said your name, I hesitated. My body trembled and something stirred in my chest. I hated it.
I hated it and I don’t know why.
Why on earth is it so hard to talk about?
I know.
It’s because it didn’t end how I wanted it to. I never got the last word. I have so many things I want to say and no one to say them to. And I couldn’t message, not now, maybe after I graduate, but not now. I can’t muster up the courage to say anything, and even if I could, would you listen?
God.
When am I gonna get over this?
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sincerely-angel1 · 7 days
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i rest my case
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sincerely-angel1 · 7 days
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Tattoo Ideas?
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sincerely-angel1 · 7 days
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Guys…would it be cringe if I started reading the fnaf books…?
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sincerely-angel1 · 8 days
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My toxic trait is that I’d allow my significant other to have sex with someone else just because I don’t want to (I’m an asexual)
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sincerely-angel1 · 8 days
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Tuesday, April 23, 2024
This morning, on the way to school, I was thinking about something.
My graduation.
I know It’s two years away, but I was just thinking..how is that going to go?
Will my dad be there?
It would be horrible, to not have spoken to him and years and then see him show up uninvited to my graduation. Then again, I don’t think there’s any way for me to win..I’ll be annoyed if he does show up and I’ll also be a little annoyed if he doesn’t.
He is still my dad after all, and even if I don’t have contact with him these days..I’ll still be frustrated if he does anything at all. He’s missed so much of my life up to this point. He’s never even seen me on stage, since he always found reasons (while we were still talking atleast) not to show up.
I don’t know. It’s just something to think about.
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sincerely-angel1 · 8 days
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THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT, the new album from Taylor Swift. Listen Now On Spotify
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sincerely-angel1 · 8 days
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Look at this gorgeous beauty that wouldn't be out of place in a museum.
Link to creator below
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