.
My skin feels so weird.
It crawls and scuttles around.
I don’t think I’m real.
I can’t sleep at night.
The shadow haunts my bedroom.
It’s here with me now.
Never do drugs please.
Those trips and highs are not worth it.
Now I hear voices…
Stay inside at night.
The Nymphs crawl the hills at night.
I can see you friend.
I am made of limbs.
Cows, pigs, goats, horses and friends.
I’m the witch’s doll.
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I'm just a crazy girl in an annoyingly 'sane' world. Navigating it through and through by following my own divine guidance. I have many passions in life and it all consists of my crazy boxer Zuzu, Art, Writing and Poetry, Dream Analyzation, Everything and Anything Horror, Creepypastas, Music, Spirituality, Animals & Nature, all revolving within an infinite pool of love. I advocate for love and do not condone hate. I'm here to help, not hurt. Heal, not harm. Nothing can or will get in my way, success is within the palms of my hands.
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