sean's emo kid blog
sean's emo kid blog
hey nerds,
it’s sean.
i miss you.
we leave for l.a. to record more music next week.
it’s going to be recorded to tape with our good friend dave. i can’t wait.
i’ve been nostalgic lately.
here are some poems and their random and arbitrary picture counterparts with rambling captions.
they kind of explain what i’ve been up to/thinking about.
think of it like a mid-aughts, emo kid tumblr feed (plus some pretty nature pics).
i hope we can all feel safe and secure together soon. ♡ ◡̈
i lost my heartbeat after Mary Kay
not a cry for help.
sometimes i get nostalgic for the sloppy mess i used to be.
is that weird?
coated in affection
the news has been oppressive.
sometimes i wish i had religion.
it would be nice to have someone come down and save us soon.
they could even stay on our couch while they were here.
did you know that tardigrades can survive
i went to the dentist the other day.
the hygienist asked what i did and i told her.
she asked about touring and what cities i liked/hated.
i went off on phoenix.
mostly for dramatic effect.
the city and its people are cool (as in vibe, not temp).
she then told me that she was moving there in a month and was pretty excited.
i promise i wrote this before that happened.
am i still an asshole?
to the world that doesn't let you love
this one’s dark af.
my bad.
now is not the time
i’ve been trying to be more mindful or “in-the-moment” lately.
i’ve been narrating my days in my head.
it’s hard.
but i’m working on paying attention to myself and my effect on the things/people around me.
judgement
the feeling of someone staring at you is a vibe.
for roses and pine trees sake
moving has turned out to be really great for me.
i feel like i have space to work on myself.
space i didn’t have in texas.
every time i walk out the door here in oregon i think:
“this was the right choice.”
we all die too fast
why am i so sad whenever i write?
i feel like i write sad stuff better.
i want to write happy stuff too.
the next ones will be happy i think.
please write me a poem in the comments.
or send me one in a dm.
love all of you to bits.
twd,
sean
It doesn’t fully feel like my tumblr experience without Dr. Who gifs and naked people, but I still appreciate this throwback. MORE SEAN POETRY!
Sean <3
These are so great. Thank you for sharing and for being vulnerable with us. My life is a better place with you in it, sweet bean.
Sean ur about to get so many poems in ur dms from me 🙂
I also sometimes get nostalgic for the sloppy mess i used to be. certain music makes me even feel nostalgic for a sloppy mess i’ve never been.
I heavily relate to being sad whenever i write and feeling like I’m better at writing sad stuff. So that inspired this poem, “writing the wrong things”.
note: the image is long and idk how it will appear as a comment. I have to drag it around to be able to see the whole the thing on my phone (the notch cuts it off).
Thanks for sharing! I really enjoyed (is that the right word for sad stuff?) all of this!
Love these! More, please.
Since you asked, here are some angsty haikus that I just wrote:
The last one awake
Still living in a crime scene
Where Grandfather died
Fingers are tracing
Artifacts or evidence
Either way burn it
Hot air is filling
Her sphere of kind influence
I go where she goes
Anywhere but here
The stickered Soul is waiting
But the cats own me
There’s light on the horizon
I look at the glow and wonder
Is it holocaust or dawn coming
Thanks for sharing! Lovely! My writing prompt yesterday was “thunder” so this is what I wrote. Anxiety is fun.
I can feel it
Rumbling in the distance like far off thunder
gaining speed and volume as it comes
a snowball rolling down a hill
Momentum, weight
a bolt of electric emotion
The thunder cracks loud and screaming… that
things will never change, that I will be stuck, that i can’t, that I will never be able to
The rain builds.
I blink it away and I go do the dishes.
i’m often nostalgic for the hot mess i used to be. this version feels too adult, too tame. but i suppose it’s better for staying alive.
i’ve never been one to write poetry — i’m far too verbose — but it was lovely reading yours. please keep sharing them, sad or not. <3 (if you ever want to read something more long-form though, i'm your girl. i've got short stories, novellas, and novels for days.)
My poem, as requested. I just wrote it . Love and miss you Sean (and Cassie and Brendan) TWD
There are some friends, I rarely see
They really mean a lot to me
I heard them playing, singing songs
They made me want to sing along
I’ve missed them more, once we had met
The hugs, the love, I can’t forget
There are so many just like me
It seems we formed a family
These lovely souls ,who touched our hearts
Connect us all, though we’re apart
they inspired us all to be quite open
And bare our hearts, though they were broken
We long for time with one another
And support the band that’s like no other
A chosen family ,we’ve become
Till we dead ,hearts beat as one
Someday we look forward to
A gathering, like communes do
A cult, you say, should be forbidden?
You’d understand, if you were smitten!
This band’s members are my friends
And I am theirs, until the end
If I could change their life, I would
Give them everything that’s good
So till we meet again someday
I’ll think about you everyday
The world has changed so much, it seems
We must hold together, as a team
The grim cannot win this war
We Rug Rats aim , to shut her door
Take her hate and throw it out
LOVE WILL WIN , I HAVE NO DOUBT
Don’t know how this managed to escape my eyes for so long but I’m very glad to have seen it now! Wishing you and the rest of the UTR krew the very best, y’all deserve it <3