Definitions by Krkič
champion
where were we?
- confidence, insecurity
right. so telling you what you don't believe about yourself does not work?
- like?
like telling you how i see you, your beauty through my eyes. would that help in the long run. constantly reminding you of that
- no
- confidence, insecurity
right. so telling you what you don't believe about yourself does not work?
- like?
like telling you how i see you, your beauty through my eyes. would that help in the long run. constantly reminding you of that
- no
Maliqa
When Maliqa fancies you she will let you know. It will run through her blood, it will salt her tears and sweeten her smile. She tends to sugarcoat her words because to her love and desire are forms of art. She indulges in diving in naked and doing strange moves. Like booking a flight to your mums house to hear her talk about you or trying to make your eyes kiss. Yuck.
Maliqa will be that girl to kiss you near a waste incinerator because she finds it "ironic" but she will always be sincere about her feelings. She loves to touch and be touched.
Maliqa lets you know. Maliqa is patient. Maliqa does not like to waste beautiful love. She keeps producing and it just goes up like that you know. Maliqa finds that kind of sad.
Maliqa will be that girl to kiss you near a waste incinerator because she finds it "ironic" but she will always be sincere about her feelings. She loves to touch and be touched.
Maliqa lets you know. Maliqa is patient. Maliqa does not like to waste beautiful love. She keeps producing and it just goes up like that you know. Maliqa finds that kind of sad.
you and you
nobody never knows you that way
sitting on heirlooms from far away
a dress that was sewn for motherly lives
moths have now eaten its pearly waste
nobody never knows you that way
falling in love is like falling in line
you think what you get back will ease the pain
a strange deal, unspoken, faces entwined
nobody never knows you that way
theres blood and monsters you've taught to hide
and if you behave they wont reappear
yearning for a fleshy way to speak
nobody never knows you that way
the moons and the suns have multiplied
you hear my plea "i'm safe now, i can"
so what keeps you from proving me wrong
"nobody never knows you that way"
sitting on heirlooms from far away
a dress that was sewn for motherly lives
moths have now eaten its pearly waste
nobody never knows you that way
falling in love is like falling in line
you think what you get back will ease the pain
a strange deal, unspoken, faces entwined
nobody never knows you that way
theres blood and monsters you've taught to hide
and if you behave they wont reappear
yearning for a fleshy way to speak
nobody never knows you that way
the moons and the suns have multiplied
you hear my plea "i'm safe now, i can"
so what keeps you from proving me wrong
"nobody never knows you that way"
you and you by Krkič August 20, 2019
in limbo
the strange equilibrium in which you are equally happy and sad. this state is usually felt intensely and tends to slow down your drive not knowing what to do, where to go, how to achieve goals