theunoriginalyssa
theunoriginalyssa
unoriginalyssa
where I let my thoughts and feelings wonder. || she/her | 18 | leo ☼ cap ☽ virgo ↑ ||
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Furby, that creepy 1990's doll, has a tumblr page.
theunoriginalyssa · 3 days ago
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Chicanta
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theunoriginalyssa · 3 days ago
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grillz I
do you ever wonder or ask:
are we enough?
the lies we tell one another
aren't holding up
each one flawed
but flawed perfections
living in-between cavities
covered in glistening veneers
with gold grillz worn over it proudly
are we enough?
sore feet dancing under fluorescent lights
they burn so bright
frying the skin of those it shows itself upon
turning itself off once the feet drop
are we enough?
using our faces
our broad grins
exaggerated lips and hips
never enough to fill the void
will we ever be enough?
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 3 days ago
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Lee Friedlander. The Little Screens, Nashville, 1963
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theunoriginalyssa · 3 days ago
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“never let lack of applause fool you into thinking that what you’re doing isn’t important. never let absence of celebration fool you into thinking that you’re not worthy of occupying spaces with love. external validation is easy to get, learn to honor you and your flowers first.”
— iambrillyant
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theunoriginalyssa · 4 days ago
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flashing lights
friday nights on highways
flashing lights go on by,
a symphony of luminance overwhelming the senses.
Every light pole a new infinity, and
Beyond the lightyears, I counted you to be there;
But stars are only stars twinkling in a dying sky-
promises made of things we can’t touch.
That’s what we made to each other,
with the waning moon a frail blanket.
Laying close, saying things that shouldn’t have been thought-
and aloud we declared it all.
Each word giving speed to a faulty shooting star,
letting any wish wished die upon it.
Maybe it was foolish to think you meant those things,
to let myself make moldavite rings.
The sky is still falling, each flashing light full of laughter over our decay.
Laughter masking its sorrow, grappling supernovas with grief stricken hands.
The dust of her burdens slip into tired eyes, letting tears flow freely down her cheeks.
She decides then it’s time to count the lights.
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 5 days ago
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doll I
She is nothing but a doll
her cloth a genetic lottery.
the stuffing not too much
because too much stuffing is never what a mother wants.
round dark brown button eyes
bordering on black,
a gifted abyss
a reminder of her ever-present loneliness.
plump lips
a wide soft nose
stitched together by the woes
Of her mother
the traumas of her father
she is nothing but a doll
a toy that has yet to be played.
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 6 days ago
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scrap V
my mind is not my own
it speaks for itself
my heart is not my own
it feels for itself
the two at war in the confines of this shell
barely human i am
i am barely human
functioning on the lowest scale
i wonder what it'd feel like to be one
to feel feelings
with no doubt nor hesitation
to let my mind ponder
without dissecting my existence
to simply exist is challenging
there is no end
yet when it does
i will not be a witness
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 7 days ago
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I don't know a lot of people on here but thank you to those that follow me and listen to what I say. It truly does mean a lot and it helps me keep going, so thank you.
love,
Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 7 days ago
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grillz I
do you ever wonder or ask:
are we enough?
the lies we tell one another
aren't holding up
each one flawed
but flawed perfections
living in-between cavities
covered in glistening veneers
with gold grillz worn over it proudly
are we enough?
sore feet dancing under fluorescent lights
they burn so bright
frying the skin of those it shows itself upon
turning itself off once the feet drop
are we enough?
using our faces
our broad grins
exaggerated lips and hips
never enough to fill the void
will we ever be enough?
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 8 days ago
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theunoriginalyssa · 8 days ago
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cake I
take some flour and sugar
baking soda
baking powder
crack the eggs with a soft power
uncap the milk
whisk until it becomes one
making the edible inedible
it’s unappealing
how ironic this batter makes something so appetizing
so beautiful
layered in benevolent frosting
sugar flowers decorating it
it’s kind sweetness
the beginning forgotten
only the present known
let the writing on her cake say
“welcome home”
a double looped “o”
~ Alyssa q
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theunoriginalyssa · 8 days ago
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generational I
fall in love
to the beat of our two drums
come together to create one
that will only form from only our love
let it crack when we crack
one love becomes two loves and two loves two homes
my bones sore
the 9 to 5 not worth it anymore
but me and the kids need to eat
but wait that’s it
i’ll just pack up and leave
leave that wretch and her kids
bring along my midlife crisis
rethink how bad did i have to fuck up this life
this is
is this it?
this generational thing isn’t looking good is it?
what if i end it
end it right here
cut this blood line
make my family tree disappear
what if i did
make my legacy my child
let the words few choose to read resígnate
let that be my child
let it be my 9 to 5
let it be my love and misery
let it be me
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 14 days ago
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rhythm I
Two lovers touched lips
Swallowing one another’s lust whole
Their breaths in unison
But falling out of sync
Foul warm tongues exchange lies
Dripping in sorrow
Letting each other lap up their pain
Yet it pools in a still mouth
And coughed up in haste when all is said and done
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 15 days ago
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whiskey I
The humble day drinker sits
rolling his gold between teeth
stinging his tongue
and down his throat
the warmth enough to awaken his heart
enough to make him feel alive
burning his heart and belly
a boiling pot of hurt and pain
his body becoming a furnace
yet never hot enough
never warm enough
the steam bubbling into tears
he wishes to wash it all away once more
an empty glass
an empty home
sipping the last of his gold down his throat
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 16 days ago
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rot I
Revenge is a parasite
ill-intent and lying
hollow is it’s promise
rotting hope the only fruit it bears
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 19 days ago
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John Loengard. New York. 1962
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theunoriginalyssa · 20 days ago
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lover I
How am I to be the moon when I’m only the sea?
The moon is steadfast
and the epitome of beauty,
Witches and creatures of the night
bask in her glory.
Her gaze calming and soothing,
something I could never be—
see, I am controlled by these things
that I can and can’t see.
I reach out to others
yet they play with my efforts,
toying with my tears at the shallows of my shore.
My efforts to reach out halt
Letting the waves come to a still
And I empty out the burdens in my depths;
I give up my vain efforts of sanity
an uncontrolled mess of a sea
enveloping the lives others have made near me.
How am I to be the moon
That you want me to be.
~ Alyssa Q
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theunoriginalyssa · 22 days ago
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the sweet ocean breeze filled my lungs  as i took in the sight before my eyes the sea was alive, and so was i
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theunoriginalyssa · 22 days ago
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theunoriginalyssa · 22 days ago
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Here's a little lesson in the Tumblr algorithm, for those who don't know: the only way for a post to be spread to someone's dash, after it's already been made, is through reblogs. Likes do very little for boosting visibility. Besides adding notes so a post has a higher likelihood of appearing at the top of search results for the tags they're featured in, likes are just caches to show/store posts you've liked. They do not significantly increase the likelihood that the post will be seen by more people. The only way to ensure this is to reblog it to your own blog, so your followers will see it.
Also, this isn't Twitter. I know that on Twitter, it's largely expected for most of your profile to consist of mostly your own tweets, and not too many retweets. Tumblr is extremely different, in that the entire site is made up of shared posts. The site is designed for maybe 5% of the content on your dash to be original content at any given moment, while 95% will be reblogs from others, and that's perfectly acceptable and expected, actually.
This is all to say that, I know a lot of you come from Tik Tok or Twitter, where liking content has a direct, positive effect on the content's visibility. I know that your FYP is dictated by what gets more likes/what the people you follow like, and that Twitter shows posts your following likes on the TL. But Tumblr is extremely different. So please, don't hesitate to reblog shit on this website, especially art/writing. If you liked an artist's work, the best thing you can do for them is reblog it because simply liking it will do very little to boost their post's visibility. This doesn't just apply to art either; if there's a PSA, theory, etc., that you enjoyed and want more people to see, the only way for that to happen is to reblog.
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