Some Cosplay Stuff

I really don't know any of these people but here's a good picture of me the first time I cosplayed my skeleton boy. 

My fursuit! I didn't make it and it isn't my character, but I'm  making one for myself now that is my character! Her name's Champagne and she's a dragon - I'll post drawings and progress photos of the fursuit later.

Baby's first cosplay! I was 14 when I did this and I basically put everything together the day of the event. What a dweeb, amirite fellas?

Quite possibly my favorite female-presenting cosplay of me, ever. Cupid! I did this for last year's Valentine's day event and I am just so in love with this wig. Note to self: Buy more heart stickies at Michael's. 

The love of my life! My fish, Hermes. He's a good boy.

So...

That was all pretty melodramatic. I was a moody 14 year old, and I guess I'm still pretty moody but I'm better now! I promise! I'll be posting pictures next, so it'll lighten up!

July, 2013

Did you know
that the blood
in your body
and mine
has the same amount of salt
as the ocean?
I will return this blood
and this body
to whence it came
with two long red marks
on the white of my wrists
and a note
in a bottle.
maybe then
you'll hear me.

July, 2013

I breathe in
I hope you remember me
fondly
I breathe out
I hope you do not remember me
at all

July, 2013

Do you ever think about
how when we were littler
we used to pretend to be dead
and fly about the house
like ghosts
and do you ever think about
how now that we're not so little
we pretend to be alive
and sit in one room
like corpses

July, 2013

It is the kind of hurt
that you cannot bear to feel.
It is the kind that burns
under your skin,
the kind that aches
beneath your bones.
It is the kind
that makes it hard to breathe,
and clouds your vision,
and pounds at your skull.
It is the moment when
you realize
you miss something
you never really had.

July, 2013

It is midnight
and we are
falling
deep down
to the bottom
of a lake
comprised of tears.
It is midnight
and we are drowning
deep down
at the bottom
of a river
comprised of blood.

August, 2013

breathless beginnings:
a muttered introduction,
a hesitant handshake.
then,
intermission:
lovely elevator music,
chatter at the refreshment stand.
devastating finale:
a torn insult,
a shattered doorframe.
if this i must endure,
i'd rather die.

December, 2015

And so I held it out to you
like a lit match
it threatened to burn my fingertips
I insisted
please, I waited
yet you politely declined
told me it just
wasn't the time
I understood
and when I dropped it
I knew my soles were too thin.

Hey, Hi, Hello!

So I finally did it! I made myself a pretty little blog for my original stuff. Writing, pictures, and just stuff. I've chosen to keep this blog kind of private (I'd rather my family and friends from school not see it), so if you're reading this right now, I hold you in pretty high regard! Or something! (Maybe you just stumbled here through an unfortunate Google search. You poor thing.)
...Anyways. I'll post little nuggets every now and then, and hopefully I'll get a chance to write something every day. I come home with a backpack (metaphorical and literal) full of new stuff everyday, so we'll see how this goes. I really look forward to using this, even if it's just as a dump to put my extras in. I've written some things but I think I'll save them for later. I don't know you all well enough yet - or maybe you don't know me - to post them on here. I think I'll post some poetry later on (or right after I write this. I love looking like I don't care) that I've had laying around for months. Fun things to come!