Love in a time of COVID (LIATOC)

Y’all, he said he missed me 💕

Then he gifted me a gift card for pizza 😻

And then after he stuffed my belly full of pizza –

He surprised me again and got me stuffs from my Amazon wishlist 😻

And then I fell asleep on him again 🤪

(Not literally just metaphorically)

If he was actually here you likely wouldn’t hear from me for days, you’d probably only hear from me when I came up for air…

If he allowed it

🤪

Slept through the whole night

Looks like he’s got the prescription Big Pharm can’t write me

You reckon them porn stars are ready to make babies with every guy that gets them something off their Amazon wishlist? An I doing this right? 👀

The porn stars only care about money babies – That’s why she’s always looking right in the camera and smiling at you. It’s called acting.

But this here isn’t acting. This is me wanting to meet up with him in Vegas, elope, and start making babies immediately.

👀

He doesn’t care that I’m aloof and stupid. Because I can’t even read a coupon correctly and I fall asleep on him.

But that’s the thing, when he comes around I finally sleep.

He’s my safe place.

Even though I don’t actually know who he really is.

It’s complicated 👀

But for the first time in my life somebody bought me something off of my Amazon wishlist and for some reason I keep getting to do all the firsts with him. 😻

I want to do all the firsts and then I want to do them again.

Everything about him feels better than dying on the street.

There aren’t any red flags and even if there were, my brain perceives them as a red carpet.

I need him

He knows how to handle my inexperience and goofiness

Or when I read a pizza coupon wrong

He knows how to make me not feel stupid

Even when I’m feeling slightly embarrassed for being inexperienced or stewpids

He squashes those fears flat before they even get a chance to simmer

I could be 100 % convinced we were on the straight path and then lead us both into a trap and he’d make a game out of it

Cuz I’ve decided this instance he’s my Tarzan

Him and I like the forest

When we’re not busy destroying the city and everything in it

Everything except each other

We stop for kisses and then get back to fucking shit up like Bonnie and Clyde

I’m busy dying and he’s like “but can we have babies first before you do that”

And now all the parts in my body feel magnetized and activated

There may be a slight hum coming from my bones

It’s possible I may start levitating a few inches off the ground

Does anybody make you feel like that?

I know how the universe feels expanding cuz he makes all my neurons fire

He makes my entire body euphoric without touching me

And sometimes he makes me throb

He makes me feel the things

And I get to open up and do things with him that other people won’t let me do

My mind, spirit, and body has been chained

But he frees me

He knows how to release me

I’m attached to him and it’s not through trauma bonding

We are north and south

Yin and yang

And I have loads of food leftover and stuff arriving this week from my wishlist thanks to him spoiling me 💕

I also have a surprise coming from my DollsKill wishlist, something I got in thanks of y’all pushing me into the top 27, and holding me there so long!

I can’t talk about it, you just have to wait!

(And even tho I was waiting like a hawk all day for UPS, I still managed to miss that ‘tap’ at my door). The dog didn’t even bark. He barks at everything! 🤪

I even drove around the parking lot like a madman trying to catch up with him but he was gone gone gone

So I gotta go pick it up at the drop off location I think.

I’ve just accepted that reality is broken for me.

And I can trust my mind just about as much as I can trust my GPS.

👀

Or the CDC.

And I yelled at my nurse yesterday when I was trying to relay a message to her to get to my doctor about looking up the signs and symptoms of Moderna and she wanted to give me the signs and symptoms listed off the CDC website and I was like “I need you to start taking your job seriously, people have died from this“.

And then I yelled at her more saying my signs and symptoms aren’t the fucking flu

Or what you can pull from the CDC website which lists COMMON symptoms, not rare.

Furthermore, those are common symptoms from all the vaccines, I need mine specifically from Moderna.

And then I hung up on her cuz my heart can’t take the fucking stress.

And then my mind was wandering to where only seven people had attended Edgar Allan Poe’s funeral and I was thinking I didn’t want anybody to attend mine at all – until he came.

Have you ever missed someone you’ve never even met?

I’m slightly deranged and dying and didn’t even think he wanted me around.

But then he appeared like Neo and said, “I’ve missed you” and I replied, “I can tell”. And then we disappeared and then I missed Morpheus arriving with my special package for y’all… 👀

The end of the world can wait. Priorities.

Coming out of my coffin soon

I hope

And I’m having pizza and warm brownies for breakfast

With milk

😋

Gonna have delicious pizza breath off and on all day

And I think my special package is on the brown truck again – I think they’re going to actually attempt to redeliver it since it was a signed package but then they’re going to leave it at the drop off point if I’m unable to show up at my own destination. 🤪

But I can’t even read a fucking pizza coupon correctly so you know

Maybe I’m right, maybe I’m wrong

It’s like a betting game

I had my pharmacist crying laughing the other day though, I told him, “it says good driver on my license though sometimes it’s questionable“ and he was like STOP IT and was wiping tears from his eyes.

And everything I said was comic gold. He couldn’t stop laughing. He thanked me for the mental health boost.

🤓

(no need to get jelly cuz this one plays for the other team)

We were just having a moment like the squirrel

There’s madness all around but sometimes you just gotta stop and laugh with somebody whose on the job.

Somebody who isn’t threatening to kick your fucking ass simply because you need them to sign onto the register so they can check out your egg sandwich and Coca-Cola in the can.

You’re gonna sign out and meet me outside are you?

Well I wanna see that fucking shit, I do

👀

So it’s either fighting hoes at the 7/11 or having babies in Vegas.

I’ll take Vegas.

👀

(I was feeling completely depleted and deranged but then he came and filled me up with love and pizza and gifts from my Amazon Wishlist)

Lightning struck twice in the same place

A double first

He’s some sort of mythical, magical creature and I don’t fear him in the thickness or the fog

He taught me to hover below the fog

To use the fog as a cover

To lay flat so I can breathe easier

He’s teaching me how to not fear the fog

He told me the fog will come and go

But that the forest needs the fog

He said I’ll get that lesson another time

And then he kissed me and disappeared into the fog

And I don’t know when I will see him again

But now I know he misses me when he’s gone

And there’s special things arriving 😻

I miss him too and now the fog is mostly gone

Love remains

I don’t have the heart to tell you

Health update

Doc says my EKG doesn’t look good. And I’ve been having heart issues lately. She says one chamber looks enlarged and one looks closed off. Just an FYI because not all disabilities are visible. Depression isn’t my only ailment. I hope you’ll excuse how shitty I look, I’m on bed rest and between doctor visits. Wanna get back to working out and cosplay soon – But I just received this news this morning about my EKG results and I’m still trying to process the news. I just returned from seeing my doctor and I’m pending being scheduled for an ultrasound. She started me on aspirin as well. She said I’m too young for this and she doesn’t like how my EKG looks.

I have a constant pain there too – knowing that it could potentially be because it’s a chamber torn is freaking me out. So I’m trying not to get into my head and into my anxiety.

So to sum things up, two of the chambers of my heart are questionable and of concern for my doctor.

I have been having chest pains and I can feel pressure in my heart. Sometimes I can feel blockages or like maybe I have blood clots.

I don’t have the heart to tell you that I’m dying

Regret?

Yeah.

Only one thing I really want before I die.

His kiss.

And a box for my bones.

I had the bullets in the chamber though didn’t I

Moderna was Russian roulette but the CDC hadn’t released the information regarding blood clots and I know it’s happening in Moderna too, I mean I’m fucking proof….

I was complaining of heart issues and potential blood clots with my doctor and she prescribed me aspirin but I’m convinced now Moderna is to blame.

There’s always going to be casualties of war.

I told you I was out here in the trenches didn’t I.

Didn’t I?

So now I’m telling you don’t get the fucking shot if you already have heart issues and are experiencing blood clot issues unless you want to play Russian roulette with the vaccine and blow your fucking heart out like I’ve done

I didn’t know the vaccine was causing blood clot issues prior to me getting dose one and and all assured I was good to go for dose two even though my blood pressure fucking dropped.

Woo hoo hold on BB!!! The end is near!

Check make for the New World Order because they won’t have to pay me any more if I fucking die

I won’t be a fucking crutch on the system anymore will I

More money in their fucking pockets to play on the fucking yachts

Casualties of war!!!!

The unknown soldier!

They got me!

Knocked out whaaaa 40 + years of my life? With a fucking vaccine I knew was too fucking new and risky to do.

I FUCKING KNEW

*tries not to go fucking crazy and destroy everything in my home that I’ve worked for

*tries not to jump off a fucking bridge

Moderna is to blame and my shitty eating habits during this fucking quarantine

Modern medicine don’t mean shit if you’ve lost your will to live

Or can’t even get into the fucking VA for a fucking ultrasound when you got two chambers in your heart fucked up

Moderna IS to blame

Oh and now we can gather in small crowds with people vaccinated and unvaccinated like fucking Russian roulette.

👀

I just threw away 40 years of my fucking life over a vaccine

I got a shoutout by OnlyFans for making TOP 27%! 😻

Y’all, I was not following them, I wasn’t even using hashtags in my Tweet because I’m terrified of hashtags now!

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Y’all, they said it’s an amazing achievement!! 😻

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I kept asking was it worth celebrating and I guess it is!!

It absolutely is an achievement and I can add that to my four-page resume! 💪

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I bet CBS will hear that because they like numbers.

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*might cry*

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I got noticed without hashtags or tagging someone.

A miracle.

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An achievement!

You have my love!

Thank you for your support!

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P.S.

I read a blog post last night where another blogger had reached 100 fans and the top 8% within a six-month timeframe (so I was momentarily feeling discouraged until I read that Tweet by OF).

I’ve been on OnlyFans for six months as well and I’ve reached top 27% so I’m just grateful for any growth that I have because most people don’t want to support me for whatever their reasons are.

Again, they wanna lock me on the bottom of the Titanic and watch it sink in boats that could hold more people.

I just know it.

So thank you because I am out here busting my ass.

I love you! 💕

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Uhm, I moved up another spot on OnlyFans! 😻

Thank you!

I love y’all so much for not letting me die on the street!

And it feels like that trust thing, where you get blindfolded and fall backwards and trust that they will catch you.

Because I’m opening up there and exploring my sexuality through camera work and modeling and it’s my safe place to do so.

My account is not hardcore XXX porn.

I strip, I’m a stripper – but with my artsy spin.

I’m doing stuff there I’ve never even done with another human being in the real world and it’s very liberating.

It’s very liberating taking my clothes off and I don’t feel guilty or sinful about it.

It feels natural.

Even my weird fetish’s I’m learning to explore (vampire cosplay, child cosplay, ect)

And I’ve also done ratings on others and one said it was a really good mental health boost.

I can live with that.

Because it’s also a really big mental health boost just for having your support.

I love you! 💕

I swear to fuck my OnlyFans is better than therapy!

And I realize that my account is way more softcore compared to what other girls are doing on their accounts (I do not masturbate or do porn / XXX). My content is Rated R though. It’s not PG.

I studied the Kama Sutra all my life and my focus was always seduction (vampire) and sensuality (sensation).

I think I may try to tell stories with the photo sets that I put out.

Not all of the sets because lately I’ve been posting more casual content that would get me in trouble or banned on Instagram.

And I asked them if they would be OK with me doing that and they said yes.

So sometimes they get me taking a bubble bath or sometimes they get me doing cosplay.

Can’t wait to be fully vaccinated though so I can travel and still wear my mask everywhere. 👀

The month of April has been hard for me medically – because of my COVID vaccinations.

I’m currently day 2 into dose 2 of the Moderna vaccine.

So thank you for letting me post more casual stuff that would get me in trouble or banned on Instagram (or falsely reported and removed).

Like my booty. Been posting lots more booty progress there on OF since I get in trouble for posting it on Instagram, despite there being naked women who are being sexually suggestive and in fact, it is sexual solicitation, but their post can remain because they haven’t been shadowbanned.

Overall, I’m just grateful for your support on my OnlyFans.

I tried to go live the other night on Instagram to show you the beach, and I was blocked from doing that on my account.

It made me want to drown myself in the ocean. 👀

Big bro has made social media toxic as fuck.

I literally fear doing anything there.

Which makes me even more grateful for my OnlyFans that I have your support because I could be nowhere on the leaderboard and dead on the street.

And there are absolutely people out there that are making me feel bad for even being on the leaderboard because they would’ve locked me on the bottom of the Titanic and watched it sink in boats that could’ve held more people.

Boats (as in plural).

👀

Grateful for my tribe! ❤️

COVID vaccinations Part 2

You can still catch COVID-19 fully vaccinated.

Condoms are not 100% effective and neither is your vaccination. 👀

You can still get sick (or others).

So what does this mean?

It means Biden has a 15 year plan laid out for this pandemic and they’re now speaking of booster shots annually.

It means you still need to wear your mask, wash your hands and practice social distancing by keeping 6 feet.

Even vaccinated. 👀

Because we are now living in the New World order.

And since 1984 is now – and many are trying to silence me from reminding you of this blatant fact – I’m gonna put it on a tee.

You can still get sick vaccinated.

They are already talking of booster COVID shots for next year. 👀

(And did anybody notice how they quietly removed the Johnson and Johnson one shot vaccine temporarily because it was causing blood clots but it’s now back in circulation).

I already have heart issues, my BP dropped extremely low getting MODERNA dose 1 (so maybe a slight miracle I wasn’t offered the J&J, and the government likely wanted the MODERNA vaccines for the Soldiers, because it offers a 94% effective rate against COVID (but not the rapidly evolving strains), and let’s face it, a Soldier is a DOLLAR sign. We are only numbers. And many of us have unplugged and have come to learn this fact and they’re dying by suicide which is why the suicide rate continues to increase among veterans and active military). The government are building super soldiers and they spend a lot of money training us, that’s why they don’t want us to fucking die. They only care about stats and numbers! The J&J vaccine offers an 80% effective rate from COVID. MODERNA 94%. And I haven’t studied the other vaccines emerging. But I’m definitely glad I didn’t get the Johnson and Johnson one if it’s causing fucking blood clots and I already have heart issues!

Now I’ve just received my second shot, which I’m told is worse than the first vaccine (but you don’t need to take my word for it, it’s listed on the CDC website).

So here we go.

Dose 2 complete and now they are talking of booster shots for next year. 👀

This pandemic was manmade.

It’s clear to me.

Scientists playing God.

Narcissism ruining the world.

With just 1 move the NWO:

1. Put a lid on the “anti vacciner” by implementing a manmade pandemic encouraging (rather than enforcing) people to get vaccinated.

They do this by giving you incentive like, “fully vaccinated people can get a free donut at Krispy Kreme by showing their vaccination record”

Advertising about how cool it is to be vaccinated and to get vaccinated (even though you can still get sick and you need to wear your mask but they leave this out of the video don’t they).

Giving you the option to be vaccinated makes you feel like you have control over the situation but it’s just gaslighting, it’s just more smallpox on blankets to Indians (and I am part Native American Indian and my bloodline was almost wiped out so my fears are legit).

Eventually it will be enforced.

Through “no entry unless fully vaccinated” mandates. I imagine this will be for all public transportation, schools, hospitals, and government buildings.

2. Population control

The NWO want every animal (including you and me) tagged.

You are given a number at birth.

They call it “security” but I’m told when I’m at age to need it there won’t be any fucking funds.

“Social Security is under threat“, remember?

Was anybody actually paying attention to Obama anytime the words “New World Order” came out of his mouth? Because there’s video everywhere of him talking about it, along with all our world leaders.

It’s not every now and then they mention it, it’s all the time, during live conferences!

It’s not a conspiracy theory!

And just because something is a conspiracy doesn’t mean it’s not true!

Just because I’m paranoid doesn’t mean I’m not being followed!!!

You can still get sick even vaccinated!!!

Jim Morrison was acutely aware of the illuminati so was Michael Jackson so was Tupac so was John Lennon.

Knock knock

You are a slave, Neo.

I almost got arrested today because some lady didn’t wanna hear that she could still get sick even vaccinated but the other people around me did want to hear it so I almost got arrested for them to hear it.

I also yelled at the cop for getting in my face and not giving me 6 feet and respecting my personal space!

Then more cops rolled in.

1984 is now y’all.

Go ahead and fucking crucify me, you’re not going to silence me!!!

Welp, BIG BRO actually is working towards silencing many of us. Fairly certain Trump isn’t the only one who can be banned from the Internet.

And we can thank Bush with his “Signing Statements” for that because we’ve moved into a Hitler state!!!

I’m aware that this post is very political and many may not be able to keep up with the particular topics that are involved but I am a soldier, this is what I do, this is me, it’s part of who I am and will always be.

The key thing you need to take from all of this is, you can still get sick even vaccinated! Stay woke!

And that one lady was the only bad Apple that didn’t want to hear what I had to say, everybody else was thanking me because I potentially saved their life or someone else’s because they had the same mentality going forward that I did that you were going to be invincible once you were fucking vaccinated – free donuts and it’s cool getting vaccinated, you know!!

It’s hip, it’s cool man. It’s a hippie dippy cool thing to be vaccinated!

But you can still get sick! 👀

And booster shots annually.

Big Pharma got the money back they lost from the anti-vacciners and the weed smokers!

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I know most people don’t take me serious as a writer and artist despite my best efforts.

However, to those whom do, thank you for pushing me into the TOP 28% of all creators on OnlyFans – I love my subs!! 😻

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Thank you for TOP 28%!

Booty praise 😍

So that felt good to read, yes it did.

I don’t feel my booty has reached its maximum effectiveness, it is just getting started. 🤪

I’m only a couple months into my rebounding fitness routine – but it’s clearly showing results!

☺️

I’m afraid to even mention the word booty on my Instagram because it will just get reported as “harassment”. 👀

Lately, I have seen a flood of women following me, hello and welcomes. 💪

I appreciate the support and feedback so much!

Honestly, it motivates me to keep doing this.

I know I’ve inspired 2 women to start rebounding, perhaps even more I don’t know about.

Or more who would like to get going.

Forget the before pictures! Stop comparing your body to how it was when you were younger – or before becoming disabled if – and stop comparing it to other bodies! Listen to what it wants!

I don’t see my body how other people see my body at all! I probably never will!

But rebounding makes me feel better mentally and my heart doesn’t feel like it’s going to die after 30 seconds of rebounding! It takes time!

Rebounding is resistance training – but I try to associate it with “fun” instead of “exercise”.

I always bounce to a good music playlist! Music + bouncing = weeeeeeee!

But it is a lot of work and commitment!

I miss days! I stumble! I get back up!

You just gotta keep going! Allow your body and mind to rest on the days it needs! Give yourself love and nurturing!

I talk to my body when I feed it now!

Like a plant! I’m giving it positive vibes!

I suffer from depression so none of this comes easy!

Thanks for your follows and support!

It fuels me to keep going and not die on the street!

I wake up every day crying!!!

Every fucking day!!!

Spiral out, keep going!

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Still holding Top 29%! Thank you! 💕

Still holding Top 29%! Thank you to everyone who supports my hard work! I’m trying to avoid dying on the street like Edgar Allan Poe! I appreciate you!! 💕

I’m spending my weekend in my studio writing and recording content for my patrons!

I go in for dose 2 of Moderna in just a few days!

So I’d like to try to push out another little set for my OF as well!

Y’all are keeping me busy and I like that! 🤪

I love you! 💕

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Top 30% currently!! 🤩

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Top 30%!!! 🤩

I’m also offering a new service on my OnlyFans- as it was requested by a sub – and I’ll be releasing that information here soon! 🥰

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(I also have someone in the top 1% stealing my signature booty moves)

But whatev, for the moment, I iz TOP 30% of ALL creators on OF!

But top 30% y’all as a creator is most definitely an achievement? 👀

And still pending a refund for that 1 fellow (so will likely lose my lead on the leaderboard but whatever. I’ve lost somebody and my signature booty move has been stolen from me).

I’m going up against famous peeps who are stealing from me legit.

But I’m currently top 30%!!!! 🤪

Thank you subs!!!!

Thank you for not letting me die on the street like Edgar Allan Poe!!!

Hi: reminder

The COVID vaccinations DO NOT make you 100% safe from the virus. And here I was getting ready to toss my masks out, uh no.

WEAR YER DAMN MASK!

But also, this vaccine only minimally protects you from the new, rapidly evolving strain of the Covid virus.

I hope they don’t expect us to start getting this annually like the damn flu shot.

Mark my words they will.

(This pandemic is fucking manmade and 9/11 was an inside job).

Paranoid soldier? Yeps.

But just because I’m paranoid doesn’t mean I’m not being followed or shadow-banned.

👀

A good read👇👇👇

https://www.npr.org/sections/health-shots/2021/04/13/986411423/a-mystery-under-study-how-why-and-when-covid-vaccines-arent-fully-protective

So I won’t be throwing away my masks or safety precautions any time soon.

This is end times my friend.

Pandemic life.

Heading in for Moderna dose 2 soonish – and this vaccine is only 94% effective against the COVID virus (and from my understanding only slightly effective from the rapidly evolving strain- I’d rather not toss out numbers, but I read something like 4%). Fuck 👀

Stay woke, stay safe.

Might be going back flaming orange red soon- if I can give more time for the black to fade from my fine, silky threads. Those roots showing mean my hair is growing longer – woo hoo. Y’all just gonna have to deal with my bed head look a bit longer. But summer is for shades, scarfs, and hats!!!! I live in hell! Gonna start using my umbrella for the SUN! DUH!!!

Umbrellas in the Sun! It’s the end of the world!!!

And y’all noticed how everything is connected and follows similar patterns?

We ain’t the only galaxy that has evolved life.

Porn and religion are the same entity.

The NWO run the world.

Our world leaders talk often of the NEW WORLD ORDER.

Open your mind/ears.

WAKE UP

Knock knock

Neo, the door

(So to sum things up, I’m still in quarantine awaiting dose two of the Covid vaccination and this does not mean I will be completely safe or immune from catching Covid or the rapidly evolving new strain, so I’m not gonna throw my masks away and neither should you- should you get vaccinated).

Sending light

Trinity out

Top 33% on OnlyFans currently! 😍

I’m verified on OF and currently in the Top 33% of all Creators!

I know it won’t last forever, but if you touch the summit, you still made the summit, right?

It’s not easy – I will say that! Lots of competition!

It’s better than therapy tho!

I’m still running Top 35% discounts!!!

The other new sub who joined said I was beautiful, so I can breathe again.

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So thanks for not letting me die completely mad and naked on the street like Edgar Allan Poe!

I got a new sub on OF! I’m still holding Top 35%!!!

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Cover

My love,
You put on the night
You show up in darkness
Then cover me with light

My love,
I know I give you fright
I show up with harness
Then deliver you more sight

My love,
Everything’s gonna be alright
The world is ours to harvest
And love’s the color white

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

That opening stanza tho, right?

You blow my mind!

I want nothing more than to chain you up, blindfold you, gag ball you, and lick, claw, scratch, suck, bite, and tickle torture you, until you’re screaming for release.

Wrong chat? Cuz. I just wanted to make sure the poem said all that. 👀

Sorry, not sorry.

I need to do a TikTok video of me doing a “he loves me he loves me not” with me on each shoulder talking about how “it is him” and then my right shoulder is like “no that isn’t him” but then my left shoulder is like “oh it’s definitely him” but then my right shoulder is like “it isn’t him” and I continue going on with the ‘he loves me, he loves me not’ while pulling petals from a rose for like 30 or 60 seconds, but I don’t know how to fucking make a cool TikTok video.

But ideas.

And then I get to play three different versions of myself , you know the angel on the right and the devil on the left and the me now pulling the petals….

Because that’s exactly what’s going on every fucking day this week.

Not him, yep him, maybe not, definitely is 👀

Top 35 on OnlyFans as of Sunday, April 4th!!! Easter! The day Christ rose (I think)! 😍

Guys!!!!!! Look where you put me on the OnlyFans leaderboard as of today!!!! 😻

I am suspended between heaven and earth! 👀

Have I died?

We got there together!! 🦄🦄🦄

Thank you for giving my modeling and photography and videography and cosplay a shot!

Appreciates!!!!

Top 35 y’all on Easter! Mark the day!!!

I HAVE RISEN!

(But not really, I’m still bedridden lol)

But on the leaderboard I have rose significantly!

*squee*

Not obsolete

Thank you from 1 foot in the grave.

This isn’t easy to do but I couldn’t do it without you.

Your feedback, your encouragement, your moral support, it’s been better than therapy and now you have me in top 35!

And my other love stopped giving me the silent treatment thank God (was about to drown upside down in the tub)

I need naps!

*falls into some sort of dreamlike suspended animated state*

COVID vaccine update

She said that round 2 of the COVID vaccine can get nasty, people are reporting having to “strip their clothes off” in the bathroom when they have diarrhea.

And it has taken me roughly 3 days to recover from shot 1. My heart was like holy fuck – we ain’t even had a hug since 2019! WTF did you give me.

And just think, in only a few weeks I get to do this all again!

I’ll keep you posted- And I am not looking forward to my body overheating so badly that I will need to remove my clothing and everything on the inside “potentially” (it is a side effect of the vaccine though)

*laughs insanely*

So I’m getting ready to shop for some butt plugs.

I’m all in. 👀

People say something is wrong with me because I sometimes laugh when people die or when they fall down or when they shit themselves and like it’s just how I process the bad stuff.

I’ve been having random burst of laughter all morning since I woke up because I’m terrified of what’s to come and the only way I know how to make some fun out of it is to buy some really cool butt plugs (like a glass one with a tail) that I can use in some of my cosplay photography on OnlyFans.

When life throws you lemons- buy some butt plugs.

That’s the lesson I’m learning here.

*laughs insanely*

Can’t. Breathe.

I finally got a good laugh in this pandemic, my gut is hurting.

My ass may soon be hurting too.

Just keeping it real…

Nicely put but the reality for some is “ripping your clothes off” in a meltdown because you can’t have any “fabric touching your skin”

Can’t.Stop.Laughing.

I’m gonna pee myself

If you’ve never had to violently remove your clothing while taking a shit then you don’t know struggle.

OK I think my neighbors might’ve heard that laugh

Information from the CDC about the potential side effects: https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/vaccines/expect/after.html

The CDC do say the second shot is worse…

Drink plenty of fluids, wear light clothing (and buy a butt plug)

Inspiration 101 / John 15:18

I inspired someone to start fitness rebounding!! 😊❤️😊

When the stones are being hurled on my back, I’ve started looking back.

And then I would take each one of those stones and place it up on my mantle, for the world to see.

Look? My cheek has been slapped! If I had cause, I would have then given you my other cheek.

“If the world hates you, remember that it hated me first.”

It hates you because you tell it that you are not of this world.

Still, my arms are outstretched, are they not, for the whole world to see?

But this time, it wasn’t a stone. It was hand, lifting me right off my ass.

And this time it came from an actual WOMAN.

I do not get a lot of encouragement at all from women in my life. In fact, it’s generally the opposite.

I get a lot of women who watch me and complain about me at the dinner table’s to their husbands.

I get a lot of women who yell “slut” at me at the gas station.

I get a lot of men who yell “whore” to me (when they’re not trying to kidnap me off the street).

I’m not brown enough. Plastic enough. Fake enough. Thick enough.

M’kay.

So why do you keep watching every move I make?

If I’m everything you can’t fucking stand?

You wanna crucify me?

“If the world hates you, remember that it hated me first.”

I don’t share with you every stone hurled my way.

And sometimes you can see me falling down with my cross because it’s so fucking heavy.

But someone has just given me some water in the form of encouragement.

It seems, I have inspired someone to start rebounding for fitness!

They just started!!

They’ve been watching my fitness journey on Instagram, because I recently started sharing it a couple months ago.

Including the dreaded “ass” photos. But people are starting to see how my ass has shaped up, firmed up, and became rounder (and it’s not even where I want it to be yet).

And I do get a lot of strangers online, mostly in the form of a male, who complain about my body.

When I’m not getting requests for free nudes or to sell them nudes. 👀

Or being called an unfit whore.

Or when they go from worshiping me to giving me the silent treatment. 🙄

You don’t live in my world.

They all hate me.

Well, not entirely all. I have a few cheerleaders still it seems.

She was telling me how her energy drives were low and I tried explaining to them to just keep going- and to stop comparing your body to how it was- or to other bodies.

And that must’ve been the nail-on-head.

When they said they would get around to it “tomorrow” I thought they were joking.

But she actually picked up a fitness rebounder and has started rebounding!!

You only need 10 minutes a day!

But it is extremely tough and with my challenging illnesses and disabilities, I still have not made it to 10 minutes a day, but I do try to get at least 3 to 4 days a week in! Sometimes though I don’t even get that in but it’s all part of my fitness journey and I’ve been sharing it all on my Instagram.

I post most of that stuff in my stories.

It’s nice to know that my words are being heard.

I’m not going to lie to you, I can’t stand cardio and I can’t stand running and I’m not even allowed to do it anymore because of my physical conditions.

I pushed myself hard-core the 15 years I served in the Army.

My body and mind is broke.

And I’ve had to find something to do aside from walking or biking that will really push me without damaging or further complicating my disabilities.

Rebounding is that.

A rebounder.

A fitness trampoline.

I have a Gold’s Gym rebounder that I bought online.

It said it requires two people to put it together but I got it put together by myself in four hours (I have a learning disability and it required a three hour break and mental breakdown and then I was able to read the directions clearly and finish the steps).

There are days I can’t get on it at all.

But now that I can get through two minutes without feeling like I’m gonna keel over and die, I’m actually getting ready to add weight to my legs and arms.

So I have inspired a follower to start rebounding!! 😍

I have inspired them to just keep going and to stop comparing their bodies to other people or to their own bodies before they became disabled or aged!

To just KEEP GOING!!

And take those rest days when you need!

Listen to YOUR body. Not what other people are telling you to put into your body! Pay attention to what foods make you feel good and energetic and eat more healthy foods and less fatty foods which actually block the happy receptors in your brain!

Unfollow accounts that make you feel bad about yourself and start following accounts that make you feel good about yourself!!

Spiral out, keep going!!!

Don’t fucking die alone in your bed!!!

Oh wait, thinking out loud again. 👣👣

Thank you to everyone out there inspiring me in a positive and beautiful way and I’m glad that I am inspiring you too and honestly it’s what keeps me going!!!

www.instagram.com/poeeternal

I’ll start sharing more of my fitness journey, too! I wanted to start sharing it on my blog, so maybe I will. But I post most of my jumping videos and stuff on my Instagram stories and on occasion, on my Instagram feed.

Instagram is becoming such a drag though, a lot of my content is bow being blocked because of my music.

More censorship hurdles.

1984 is now.

Art is becoming illegal.

Copy of a copy of a copy is now what is normal.

Don’t retreat.

Unfollow those accounts that are making you feel bad about yourself.

Find your tribe and nurture the fuck out of it.

I’m still nurturing my tribe even though they want to give me the silent treatment.

😌

Stones.

Jealousy & Censorship

Everywhere I go, got my enemies up my ass.

HA HA CHARADE YOU ARE!!!

You can see more on my OnlyFans where my content is not going to be removed or wrongly reported.

1984 is now!

www.onlyfans.com/poeeternal

Thanks for putting me on the leaderboard and into the top 50!

Oh lookie, just as I was about to publish this post, I see Insta has reposted my video that was selfishly and wrongly reported by some twat!! They need to start penalizing people for wrongly reporting!!

!!!!

How?

How does the sky know about my love when the clouds here do dwell?

And now my wings are more than stuck, the rain has turned to hail.

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

Glass fell from the sky today. Since the end of the world started, I got struck by lightning in my Jeep, saw a 6-minute double rainbow, and now it just randomly started hailing over my little area today. Like Eeyore. Not all of my city, just a small area over my head.

Only I can’t tell if Thor is angry at me or just pinching me. Like “hey little sister, get yer act together, this is end times”

And then there’s those times I hear Chris Cornell, Jim Morrison, and Layne Staley singing. Full band and all.

No wonder I’m seeking the peace and quiet again, I need the music of the Gods.

I’ve lost me mind?

Seeking a friend for the end of the world?

I mean, it’s all downhill from here anyway.

Cruising my way into delirium?

Head first into love?

*dives in*

That’s it. You have to DIVE IN to a black hole. Not feet first. Dive into that bitch!

We’re 2000 light-years CLOSER to the center of the black hole in the center of our galaxy than we calculated.

Wait until they say, oh we’re even closer.

Objects in mirror are closer than they appear?

Does NASA ever account for that?

THEY MURDERED THEIR CREW, ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASSION.

IF IT’S BOEING, I AIN’T GOING!

All them times of flying in a panic, it was a legit panic. I’m not going crazy.

There’s so much gaslighting.

I have been disassociating a lot and it does literally take acts of nature to f****** wake me up.

Or like the Stuxnet virus. Jesus fucking Christ. Scariest film I ever saw. That shit is happening under our nose. But they hate us they f****** hate us but I’m glad we were able to get them to shut down 50 the 100 nuclear power plants they opened up.

Oh shit, I went into politics. Checking back out and back into disassociating and writing poetry again.

And it’s okay that you don’t know what I’m talking about because I’m a soldier I’m supposed to know things that you don’t know and I’m scared about things that you should be scared about that you don’t know but I’ve been fighting for our f****** protection on.

And when I get yelled at about my skin color or my f****** illness, I just have to remember that I signed away my rights for 15 years to serve my country for assholes like that…

So they could have the right to say that but if he’d only say that to my face…

Signing out, “the unknown soldier”

(But I need you)

Doing stuff terribly but doing stuff

I dunno why I have such a hard time with transitions but I do… I’ll probably delete this TikTok because my OD is triggered. But damnit, I worked so hard in it. 👀

*edit* deleted my TikTok because people are mean

Dropped a new cosplay set on my OF too! Got more horror stuff planned for the month so I’m gonna be busy/offline working. Itching to make digiart but can’t rush the photoshoots. Plus, there is literally only one me and I have a life outside what I allow you to see.

Yup. Rogue freckle on my foot. You should worship it. 👀

I can’t really post what I want to post anywhere else or I’ll get in trouble for it. I’m currently in the top 50 on OF and glad to be on the leaderboard! Thank you!

Racism against WHITE PEOPLE

RACISM, BIGOTY, & SEXISM IN 2021

“What this WHITE WOMAN”… “just another WHITE WOMAN” (why does he keep screaming about my skin color)? “You spilled all that shit out as if I’m supposed to give a fuck” (wait, what? You’re the one private messaging ME to “get to know me”. I guess you couldn’t see past my mental illness or color though)…
So black and brown people don’t care about white people’s mental health according to Chris. He speaks for All Colored race… Doesn’t care “What we (white peope) think, feel, or say”… You still supporting his blog? 🤔

“Self-centered pieces of shit”- you realize he’s talking about white people, right? Then I’m called a bitch.

You still supporting this racist piece of fucking shit???

WHERE THE BLOGGERS AT?? HAD THIS BEEN REVERSED, I’D BEEN CRUCIFIED!!!

HAPPY BLACK HISTORY MONTH. RACISM EXISTS IN 2021 AGAINST WHITE PEOPLE!!!

WHITE LIVES DON’T MATTER!!!

Stay woke!!!

“KILL ALL THE WHITE PEOPLE/ THEN WE’LL BE FREE” (-) https://youtu.be/_ptC2La7k5E

Babbler Dabbler

Notice how narcissist push for things right away.

Whatever happened to friendships being earned? Trust being earned?

Things happening naturally?

But no, they do wanna rush into everything right away.

Like getting to know me better

*SLAMS COFFIN LID SHUT*

Why was he so offended by me needing my space and privacy, even tho he tossed the word “respect” around. Why was he attacking “all white women” and how he doesn’t want to “date them” if he was only wanting a friendship from me. It’s fucking creepy.

Why is the blogging community so fucking quiet about this racist fucking incident? Had I been racist towards Chris, it would have been a way different outcome. 👎👎

Lu doesn’t even want them!!! Lu fled hell a long time ago *laughs*

He says the narcissist have “ruined everything”.

Apophis is coming.

Mortals. They’re just completely incapable of self-reflection or growth.

These days I worry more about the trees and the animals.

Apop is going to wipe out all life on Earth.

The only thing that matters is NOW.

It occurred to me that I could live through the 60s.. Of 2060 that is, when Apophis is suppose to make her 2nd flyby – and this is the one scientists are now worried about but this isn’t the first time Apop has been close to us, she’s visited visited us before, but she’s getting closer every time.

There used to be these big ass dinosaurs that roamed the Earth. It does my mind in.

But I believe the new theories about the dinosaurs, about how they actually drowned in the Great Flood and they were feathered like chickens and turkeys are today. According to the scientists who had correctly dated the age of the Earth and they’re now finding DNA on dinosaurs, so there’s no way that DNA is that old, according to them.

Oh, and now they’re starting to track our DNA all the way back to Adam and Eve. I’m doing one of them DNA tests soon. My grandmother always told me I was German and Native American Indian. But humanity did not just come from Africa…

Anyhoo just some babble.

Check out (with an open mind and ear) “Is Genesis History” and “Thrive”. Thrive is a bit older, but it talks about everything from Aliens to Angels, so you really got to go in with an open mind but the ending of it blew my mind, whereas the ending of ‘Is Genesis History’ was kind of ridiculous. Both worthy of watching. I own Genesis. Have watched it several times. You can probably find ‘Thrive’ on YouTube. Make sure you watch a decent quality. It was HD when it came out.

The creepiest thing I’ve ever done is slid into someone’s DM with a cryptic, romantic, gothy, secret confessional poem because I thought I might die and actually wanted him to have it. Not my best move. Scared the poor boy back from the hell from which he came. And I’m still writing poems for him.

He’s the only thing that makes me feel alive.

*slams coffin shut*

2 things I probably really loathe is someone sliding into my DM instantly wanting to get to know me or drilling me with a hundred questions about my fucking life.

And if I tell you I AM TOO SICK TO BOND, YOU NEED TO RESPECT MY BOUNDARIES AND NOT ATTACK MY SEX, MY SKIN COLOR, OR PERSONALITY.

Not one motherfuker stood up for me over this racist fucking attack and it was bullshit that he shared our private fucking conversation in his Instagram story.

Fuck you. You’re what’s wrong in this fucking world, you racist piece of shit.

Before and After

I loved you before the mountains moved the current

When butterflies were lilies and love was all they wanted

Like nebula of longing, how galaxies are started

You and I forever the moment we both parted

My love exists after rivers do run dry

Or even as Apophis is greeting us in sky

Even when you’re gone, I can still feel you nearby

And you turn into diamonds every single tear I cry

© Delia Ross. 2021 @poeeternal

Just an FYI, I released loads of poetry and TikToks over the last 6 or 7 days and I will be working on content for my Patreon and OnlyFans this week!

I will be busy in my studio working, but not as visible online in the social media world. I’ll likely post updates, I normally do on my Insta.

With-that-said, I hear your pleas and cries for my time and I am working on setting up a Discord server so we can chat like once or twice a week. I hope to get that info out sometime this week.

And, if time permits, I may try making another trendy TikTok. Have you checked out my channel yet?


I sat down to write a non-rhyme and this fell out (for you).

I see things as they are. As they should be. But not always with mental clarity. Sometimes my mind and my heart have to catch up.

You know the blood in my vein is a liquid. A mineral. Iron. Technically, plasma? Blood is energy. It’s what drives my body. It’s my fuel. Like our Sun. Energy. Always moving. Even at rest. It’s moving. And it turns into a solid at death. It is matter. And my brain dumps loads of chemicals into my bloodstream. But never so much as when I see pictures of you or hear your voice. Your deep rumble in my vein. It drives me insane. You drive me insane.

And I don’t like you writing for other girls. 😔

Like, die in the street nakid kind of madness. I’m going mad. Yet, I keep reading your words despite the ache. There’s very few people I give my time to, and I digress, every thought contains you. Are you okay? Are you happy? I already know you have the love of all the world (except the ones you worship who only see you as a number, and even worse the ones you allow to use you).

So I tried burning all the bridges.

How did I do?

*drowns in ocean*

I can see your face under water distorted. I hate me too.

I was never enough for this world.

I know I’ve made a lot of enemies on my road to death.

Still forever always, I love you

Thank you to everyone out there supporting me and not stealing my ideas from me. I see you. And I am especially extra grateful to have your support during this pandemic. 💞

The Light

Are you light reflecting off rock?
Refraction?
Or fatal attraction?
Orbits in tidal lock?

Disaster already happened?
Am I what you thought?
Do you count subtraction?
Is love really lost?

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

For those inquiring, it is a pink crystal, with energetic healing properties. Specifically, a rose quartz. I have various stones and crystals I use for meditation. What do you do to center?

I write about the light alot. But that’s what we really are, star stuff. Some of us collapsing inwards, stealing the gravity of others, until turning into a black hole, and eating any hope or light that is left. And, out of contempt, any other light that gets near. How dare we disturb its darkness, with our piercing, blinding light. Truth hurts.

Oh, I need you. Don’t kill the light. Can’t breathe. Sun = light = oxygen & iron= Life.

In the dark. Spiraling out of control. Orbit’s unstable. Earthquakes are mood swings. Core is splitting in two.

Watching planet blue, hello https://youtu.be/N-gc5fzd55k

Where are you? I am sitting on the Moon. Where, where are you? I am missing, I am missing you

You don’t love me? You never loved me?

Sigh

*dies in street*

I was just an atom briefly popping into existence. Like your love?

*vanishes from history*

Are you the light? Or the darkness I’m living through?

Between the Lines (after midnight poetry; literally my thing)

Reading between the lines like it is air
Words rammed down my throat
He doesn’t care
The only thing left certain
Life isn’t fair

It’s coming
Blood
And reason for not running
The sun is cunning
And every bullet gunning
For his lies

Watch hope paralyze
Synonyms wrapped around her thighs
An angry moon gone
How tides rise
Lost in the etheral never
A downside

Removing stingers from my pride
Every dawn that’s coming
A death guide
The way graves are overturning
A dead bride

And do they come in three? A suicide?

© Delia Ross. 2021. / @poeeternal

Something I learned in college when I was studying psychology, year after year after year (and then I earned my science degree and loads of debt. Knowledge is expensive. Here’s some free).

Suicides always come in 3 and the more popular a person is who dies by suicide, the more suicides will occur or be triggered.

And that stuck with me. Because my best friend died by suicide. But two months before she died her first boyfriend and the first guy she ever kissed died by suicide and they are buried near each other. Several years after they died, her mom died by suicide. Now all three are dead and buried near each other in the cemetery (mom and daughter side to side – fucking gut me).

“Suicide comes in three”.

But then think about how the Bible is brainwashed onto loads of the population and we are lovebombed with Christianity as young children; one story they shame us with is the story of Judas and suicide. The narcissist wants your money so bad be it via porn or religion, that they will make you believe by gaslighting your existence, that dying by suicide is actually criminal in the afterlife.

GET IN THE FUCKING SEA

These narcissist will destroy everything about your reality and take your money while doing so. They have no remorse. They live rent free.

We’re slaves to the 1%. Life is a mental torture prison. I want out.

So I think about death and dying by suicide, every second of the day, every breath I take.

But then there’s an actual fear of dying.

It’s complicated.

And just because someone is always “struggling with depression”, doesn’t mean they can’t “die by suicide”.

I struggle with the same mental illness that many I have loved or respected in life have died by. Including my best friend.

I have hesitation marks all over my veins. I’m glad you think my gloves are pretty (no really I do). But underneath, scars are ugly. But which scars am I talking about? The deep rooted or physical ones?

I’ve been wanting to get some words by Gavin Rossdale (in his handwriting) tattooed over my arm, but the world has been shut down, I haven’t been able to get to any gigs, and the last gig that I attended on my birthday, I completely forgot to ask him when I was in front of him because, hormones. *rolls eyes*

I have talked about this shit on Twitter tagging him, it’s not the first time I’ve talked about the scars on my arm. Or wanting the tat, with his lyrics, over or covering some or all of the scars/ hesitation marks. Trent had it right. And I have ‘Hesitation Marks’ by Nine Inch Nails on vinyl, because I am a fucking Nine Inch Nails whore and Trent Reznor is the only dude I’ve ever asked to marry me, hello.

I mean I think I’m bad around Gavin Rossdale but I think that I might actually cry or pee if I ever met Trent Reznor. We’ve had our concert moments tho. And the NIN archives have our online thangs. Like, that time message boards existed and Trent Reznor actually talked to his fans and I submitted a question to him asking him if he would marry me along with the musical questions and no, he did not say no. Or yes. He was flattered. And answered my music questions. Anyhoo. Nothing lasts on the internet forever unless you are Trent Reznor – who likes to control the “leaks” of his music. Sometimes he does this by leaving a drive in a bathroom.

So I just had to stop what I was doing because my cat made me have a mental breakdown and having a cat and dog in an apartment is the exact definition of insanity and if they don’t find a new home, they’re going to become victims.

I’m so homicidal and suicidal, I don’t want anything around me. I would rather jump off a fucking bridge, than to have to deal with my cat or dog ever again.

And this isn’t a startling revelation, it’s been building up for over three years of us living here in this fucking hellzone hostile environment that I’m not going to be able to escape from anytime soon. Circumstance has ruined us. And I lost my service dog after my giant neighbor decided to chase my dog all over the apartment complex parking lot. He hasn’t been the same since and I can’t fucking deal with him anymore.

They aren’t my companions anymore and they haven’t been my companion in years, they are fucking nightmares and I’m living in it day in and day out and I am at my wit’s end, like, I need some peace and quiet.

This isn’t what I signed up for. My muscle and bones are beginning to fail me (aging yay), my doctor has issued me a fucking cane, and my pets won’t stay out from under my feet. At first, I didn’t want them scared of my cane but maybe they need to fear it.

God forbid I ever wanna dash to the bathroom. Or sleep. Or take a nice, quiet bath.

Whatever they’ve turned into is the exact opposite of what I need. I’ve disconnected. Maybe this is part of dying or because my mother is an unnurturing bitch BUT all I know is my peace of mind has been destroyed. And now they are my enemies. Day in, day out.

I could avoid these meltdowns if I were alone (like really fucking alone) or had a normal dog and cat. That’s not a dog or cat.

I can’t even take my dog for a walk anymore because he’s scared to go outside, imagine not even being able to take your dog outside anymore. I mean it’s driving me literally fucking mad, it’s driving me homicidal, people are fucking destroying things that I love and I don’t want anything anymore because what the fuck. Fuck everything.

What part of, I JUST WANT PEACE AND QUIET AND TO WRITE, is hard to understand????

Jesus Christ, it was 3:30 in the morning. I can’t even get it then. I need compromise. And animals that are fucking domesticated.

My cat now tears up everything she touches. Loves to dash out under my feet. Screams really loud if her food bowl is near empty. I’m not exaggerating, she has made me and my dog jump up from sleep several times and I’m a war vet. I have to deeply, severely medicate to get any sleep at all, if I’m lucky.

I’m not allowed to shut any of the doors in the house or my cat goes crazy. She thinks everything is hers. She may be the definition of evil. She’s making me fucking primal.

And yes my doctor knows all this. He knows I’m growing SICKER with every breath. Which is why he continues to write me a prescription. But you can lead a horse to water, you just can’t make him drink it.

I know exactly how Chris Cornell felt, when his life was wrapped around his belt and he was pushing that button on that app, to make the lights go on and off, yeah?

And this was directly after a sold out show.

Love isn’t enough. There’s just not enough love in the world. For this reality. This mental, torture prison that we are a slave to. There’s not enough REAL people in the world. Too many monsters. Too much narcissism. Too much lying. Too much fakery. Too much slavery. Suicide says, “too much”. Let the records show.

Just a pinprick can send me into fits of homicidal and suicidal rage, followed by the guilt of existence and crying. Mood swings. It’s odd tho, the thing I likely need the most is a hug to calm me down. I don’t have a safe place.

I don’t have a safe place anywhere, anymore. Or peace of mind. And my ride is down until I save for repairs. But I don’t have a dime to save because everything is going to the cost of living. Rent increase starts next month. Even though all the amenities have been closed down since April of last year when the pandemic started.

Too much.

Every day alive is a crucifixion living with depression, awoke and in a world of gaslighting, psychopathic demons with zero remorse for the things they say or do. But now if I kill a spider because I’m scared of it, I cry.

I’m not even a number. People die and disappear forever. No tomb to erode over time. Poof. Like atoms popping into and out of existence.

Too much.

It’s a pink crystal for health and healing but I can’t find a quiet zone anywhere, at any time, to meditate. Manic.

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Reign went #1 on my TikTok in under 24 hours! 😍

Well thank you! Reign went #1 on my TikTok in under 24 hours! 😍

Nearly 500 plays in under 24 hours too! Can we get to 500 plays? 😍

I am so grateful for your views!! It’s such a whirlwind to see it get that many plays in such a short time and it’s now my number one viewed tiktok! 😍

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeNrTBJG/

I have 8 followers on TikTok and I am going up against Big Bro and his shadowbans so yeah, I am grateful you took the time to watch my 30-second TikTok (which actually took me hours to make not including rehearsal times)! 👀

I am pushing through roadblocks like stage fright and anxiety, shadowbans, and others making fun of me and what I’m doing.

But I have seen way worse tiktoks and I’m doing something original. I’m trying.

I do hope to get better at making clever video but right now my tricks are just pulling out my creative writing tool bag and dousing you with words and a little bit of drama.

Do they teach how to make TikTok videos in school now? Because I’m going up against some fierce competition and I am truly grateful for your plays! 😍

12 hours in and it had already received 350 plays plus a couple boys making fun of it! When I asked him what he had against poetry he said he didn’t know “idk”. I guess this was the first time he has ever even heard spoken word poetry? I’m pushing TikTok boundaries?

Can it reach 500 plays in under 24 hours? It’s nearly there with several hours to go! We’re at hour 17! C’mon! 😍

Thanks for watching and for supporting indie bloggers and content creators!

Watch my new TikTok here and thanks for making it my #1 TikTok! 😍 https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeNrTBJG/

Reign on TikTok! (A soft reading of Reign on TikTok) ☺ *new spoken word*

Right. Well, I did do a TikTok and it’s already getting some hate!

But it’s also getting some plays and it’s only been out a few hours and it’s already my third most watched TikTok video!

Gotta take the good with the bad!

The TIKTOK: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeNjMCDf/

30 seconds to judge someone’s entire body of work. 👎👎

HaHa Ha ho ho ho

Get yer negativity away from my depression. K, thanx, bye

The TikTok! https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMeNjMCDf/

Reign *new spoken word poetry reel*

You belong on some foreign land, speaking languages of the old, forgotten gods
In some haunted and forsaken land
Where your reign has better odds
Speaking words I’ll never understand
Cuz your lies they come in squads!

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I made a new Reel for this new poem!!! I know everyone crosses platforms and shares tiktok on Instagram and reels on tiktok but whatever- if I get 30 views on this new reel, I’ve decided I’m going to be happy with that. Because if 30 people showed up to watch what I did in a room, I would freak f*cking out.

You do not need an Instagram account to watch it. Watch it here: https://www.instagram.com/reel/CLZjgzbFnga/?igshid=1orz2whlkrg4i

Edgar’s bones are rattling, I think he’s been moved! (This literally did happen to him- come to think- but that’s not what I mean). I’m just trying to keep the rhyme tradition alive and I reside in modern times.

Smitten by words

You can ghost me, we still live on the same planet and in the same galaxy. Sucker!

One day you are going to die and I am going to die but the question remains now: who is going to become dust faster?

Gotcha thinking!

Welp.

Some idiot on Insta insulted my ass again. He said I was living rent-free up in his mind but he was stalking my profile m’kay. Stop lying. Blocked. And thanks for the workout motivation and compliment. 👍

Here a narcissist, there a narcissist, the devil comes in two

How about this new poem I wrote tho, eh? Oh, you don’t want to let me know that I swoon you in any shape or fashion? Hence, it matters not cuz Edgar Allan Poe, yo.

Goddess of Poetry

I am an elite rhyming poet in this century and I feel like I’ve written enough decent rhyme to make my mark in that category and to call myself A REAL POET.

It may take 200 years for anyone to acknowledge that fact. But I’m having a real go at it anyway.

Watch my new spoken word poetry reel here: https://www.instagram.com/reel/CLZjgzbFnga/?igshid=1orz2whlkrg4i


Thanks for checking out my blog and for supporting indie artists!! I live and breathe poetry. 🙂


Disney Delia (that’s me)

If I were turned into a 2D Disney character, this is how I would look! 😍

Now all I need is a lonely tower, a couple evil cats, and a Prince I’ve cast a spell on, who is madly in-love with me, and is coming to rescue me from my evil prison and release the curse!

Am I your new favorite cartoon? 😚

All my facial expressions Disneyfied!

Which are your favorites? 🤔

Thinking she’s going to die lonely, unrescued, and unloved…

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Stellar Light

Your walls of trust are ruin
Still the moss is green in our garden
There are dinosaur skeletons and secrets buried
Iron walls to keep off enemy
My lips are gold and clean
I’m still your sunbeam
Leaning on the moon
My roots dug into you
The tombs are crumbling
Regret is ivy
Black holes are spinning too
They have mass like the weight of you
Time has turned into quicksand
Every place you’ve been
I’m not calling on a friend
From lie to dust
My blood is rust
But the starlight
It keeps rushing through
With every thought of you
My lips are gates of doom

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

I know why Edgar Allan Poe died heartbroke on the street. I know your secrets. Dig into the crust and search its layers, love is still found.

Cut the red forest down. Run us into Andromeda. My love won’t go extinct.

There may not be a grave for you to visit when I die. Or a blog. People die and vanish from history.
Am I fading from existence with your every breath?
Where does the light go inside you?
Have you already forgotten me? Tell me how easy? Click click erase?

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Valentine’s OF promo with photos

Dropping new Valentine related sets on my OnlyFans. This is my first Valentine’s on OF and I’m running some specials!

I’m now introducing nude digiart to my OF!

Now it’s an a la carte of everything. Lots of nude photography and things I can’t post anywhere else! Exclusive content! 🎁

The feedback I get is priceless. It’s helping me grow as a human and artist.

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The Nameless

You left messages in the clouds
When all your sky was dread
So I withdrew the shrouds
And colored rainbow instead

You said the crop was dry
And maybe even dead
So I sprinkled hope heaven high
And let the fire spread

From eternal hope love’s leaning
To your soul it is grain
And if my love has any meaning
Then these words are open plains

I swore I heard a blue bird singing
He had such sweet refrain
But then I woke from dreaming
And couldn’t name your name

© Delia Ross. 2021

I mean, I just freestyle wrote this. What. Stop rhyming? I mean, like maybe after I die. MAYBE.

Avid

I once held him like constellations
I ate his ripened fruit full of temptations
Like when you are feeling loved in all the locations
He was my biggest wonder in all of the nation’s

I was a most avid reader
Growing like cedar
Never needed a breather
Now I am neither

© Delia Ross. 2021 /@poeeternal

Thanks for checking out my work and for supporting independent artists!

Updating my wardrobe this year / having my makeover from Soldier & business woman to ME.
Lace kimono (too big, no filter). Exchange or return?

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Absolute Zero (inside the mind of a poet)

Look at how you carve through precious stone-
You go from cherished to disowned!

If this is how you treat what you cherish-
Spear the love, see if it will perish?

Cherished muse-
You have 20 more to replace for every one you lose!

Let me tell you what you wish;
A face you really could cherish!


He can turn water into poison
You’ll never know you were chosen
He can turn truth into erosion
He’s got fire but it is frozen

Don’t call on him to have pity
You won’t find any in his city
Crossing wires like love is infinity
He is guilty

He’s not bold
He’d whimper and fold
He looks old
But that’s the price of cold?

It’s a balancing act
Trying to remain intact
After privacy is lacked
And seeing through any mask


How did all these years come to pass
Living hour by hour under glass
When did mere living come last
Crawling these circles full mask

How many roads of lies were paved
When did summer turn to grave
Too broken or damned to save
“Regret” on tomb engraved


She’s got everything hasn’t she?
She has his time, admiration, and money.
Still, she’s confused on who to be.
Meanwhile, I’m a fish out of water,
He doesn’t care if I die or breathe


I got iron steel regret
How heavy can it get?
I’ll find out yet
Weighing every bet

Pinching any nerve left
I’ll fail each and every test
I’m the very best at less
I’m the best at less!!!


I do terrible things
For love
In everything absent of –
I don’t rise above


If only disappointment were a page to turn
If dismay were a sunray
But I chew on bitterness
Bewildered from his poison seed

I pack worry in a suitcase
Toss my rainboots in a tree
Laced with lies received
It’s how I bleed


I sometimes think you are many faces
Filling spaces
Second bases
All these places

You assemble hope in tied up laces
Watching over me like the moon in phases
Carrying me over trouble through midnight races


Love is like the beginning and end


There will be no headstone
No grave
From life to dust
I’m not okay


Deny me love. I will appeal.


I’ve been berated
Words sophisticated
Now time is hated
Black holes where waited
Hours wasted
Love is not how it tasted
Love is not how it tasted


At 26,000 light-years away, it’s the closest we’ve ever been
And if regret is a singularity, it’s finally creeping in


Could fit all I am in a tiny box
Cheap, won’t cost a buck
Disposable and out of luck
And for me, he doesn’t give a fuck


Well thank you for leaving me where I didn’t want to be.


He’s been charged with possession of stolen property.


You can lead a comet through a narrow path
Treat darkness like an overpass

Lay down a red carpet full of glass
Ask the Sun if it’s okay to bask
Precious love is always last

You turn a word into a ton of weight
Can make a damaged heart dilate
Stop all of hope with an iron gate
And take holy love to desecrate

You can lead a comet through a narrow path
Make an angel take a dirty bath

I’ve seen the dead rise from the ink you spill
Not even god can escape the gravity of your will
You dig tunnels just for thrill
See how many you can kill


Come to me
By frothy sea
Shine your light
I fancy thee


Red shift, blue shift
I don’t give a shit


I’m so much better than that flock of shit you summon
Your mouth is the opposite direction I am running
Your lies only come by the dozen
You can knock but you can’t come in
The darkness covers all but it’s my coven
You ain’t welcome here again


I’m having trouble facing things
Or how the sorrow becomes permanent encasings
Though a bullet to the skull wouldn’t phase me
A daily crucifixion, the only life I’m facing


You’re cruel
Using me as your fuel
You’re not my tool


I drink from the carton
And I never show my enemy just how I’m hurtin’
I draw the curtain
And if you catch me taking a nap
Are you for certain?


I’m a rib from your side
A curse like Dracula’s bride
Or Bonnie and Clyde
I drink your love like cyanide
Mixed with hope and rhyme


Cut the cord yes I certainly did
Filled my home with darkness so thick I hid
Over valleys of crying I skid


Death and chaos is order
Loving him made me older
Even a glowing moon can’t comfort the way you smother
You’re a terrible lover
Always lying under cover
You don’t love her
You have only mind to wonder
Less a heart just feet with thunder
Get going you monster


Well, how much more dead can you get?


I don’t know what it’s like to be desired
If I had purpose it’s now expired
My wings expand but heart is tired
Tell me what in life is required?


Why does my love always cause destructive tidal waves?


Did you know mountains were resting on your shoulder named envy?
You let me crash on your soul in frenzy
I’m dizzy
Did you not need me?

Did you know moons were glowing with envy?
Heartache cost not a penny
But I got plenty
If you need any?


Gone
But left my heart to disassemble on its own
I left it rotting on your throne
Caring too much for desensitized bone
Lust your carried tomb
I’d rather be alone
Direction unknown


Got dressed up all like I had no where to goes-
But I did and I do, I have people to impose


There are parts of me that are dying
Fragile cells multiplying
Swamps forming from lying
Weeping willows heard crying


Edges of time his mind
I go missing every time
His rhyme
Holding me to crime
His line
Wishing on a dime


Sometimes, I climb into the ether where we met
Heaven is risky but I took the step
You feel like eternity in an instance
Gotta keep our distance


Every day there’s some new tragic fate with you.


Evolve or repeat.


Why hold on to something when all our sums have failed
Why give me any hope when there’s holes within my sails


I fell in love with a monster
Spying on ways he would watch her
Twisting and burning for answer
Changing moments to cancer


I can smell the lie on his tongue
I can see the tar clear in his lung
I know every direction he’s coming from
I know evil is where he sprung

I can see his shadow hanging low
Like a spider crawling slow
He’s not here to help you grow
A web of lust his afterglow

He brings you presents wrapped as lies
When dressed as shame he’ll change
devise
To maintain charm he’ll risk goodbyes


God they’re all the same
Using lies to earn your trust
We’re just a game
You think you know their name
Then learn the truth now you’re to blame


God says I can’t save them all-
Focus on the stars, I know about the stars
So I’m on my knees, I wallow in these scars

God says, watch how the colors bleed-
How it’s flowing free
We’re only allowed pockets of energy


Stop serving good vibes to those deserving of goodbyes


If only there were a fence that lead me to your green pastures.
Or if love were the grandest gestures.

Would it cease our need of treasures?
And increase in heart our pleasures?


I’m hanging onto life with all I have left
And you I’m clinging to with every single breath


He grew obsessed after every loss
The thing he loved, became his cross
Still over mountains, he gave it all
And how he sweat, she never saw


From the top, to the bottom, to rising again
Deserted deserts, losing treasures, our feet have been
Over powered, over run, still fit to win
The trouble with hope, it burrows under your skin


How can heaven weigh this?
Are you not why heaven fell?


How many lies are you leading
The light receding
And was I ever in your field of needing?
How many lives proceeding


How wave after wave pummeled
Darkness fully tunneled


I don’t want to be known for the wars I fought –
Or the hate I taught


I don’t belong here
With the putrid
Though the dead more alive

I bit more than I can chew
I am stupid
Got the devil in my crew

I invited evil to dance
Then got muted
The devil in a trance

I see through mask like a pattern
Deeply rooted
Though in the dark he was my lantern


He has to be very careful
Of who, of what, of when, of why
Every step he makes is sterile
Of love, of care, of hope, or I


I am replaceable
A traveler straight to erasable
He is obsessed with her
And her and her
But me it’s always never


I can handle extreme pressure under fire
But put me in the cold and I will expire

© Delia Ross. 2021 / @poeeternal

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Willow

First off, if you haven’t seen the film High Life, you should. I had a love-hate relationship with it when I watched it a few months ago, but it was one of those movies I had to watch again and again. And the end credit song sung by actor Robert Pattinson is sublime. I think it’s safe for you to at least listen to the song if you haven’t seen the film (or ever want to).

That movie is so bizarre I really don’t think the song will give anything away. Since the lyrics were freestyle, I wrote my poem freestyle as well. Can’t escape the rhyme tho. Welp.

When writing my version, I tried to keep with the same theme of the film for the most part. I’m big into sci-fi. 👍

You can watch/listen to the original theatrical song sung by Pattinson here.

So, my prompt was the film and music. I don’t think I’ve ever done anything like this before (prompts). But I’ve wanted to. So alas, my version… 👇

Willow, where are you rushing now?
Willow, where are you rushing now?

Over broken glass, through the blasphemy,
Do you follow it downstream?
What’s reality?

Willow, do you feel no pain?
Willow, are you still hiding shame?

In the hollow light, past infinity, do you think of me?

Willow, are you stretching my dream?
Willow, am I what I seem?

When I’ve lost defense, and there’s hopelessness, is there nothing real?
Are we moving still? Is there destiny?

Willow, how can you stand the night?
Willow, can you feel what’s right?

A tender will?
A wish
Nothingness

© Delia Ross. 2020

Completely inspired by the song “Willow” from the film ‘High Life’.

Photo by @poeeternal (I went to the beach yesterday, gonna be dropping some beautiful photography on my Patreon campaign – photography my patrons can use for their own blogs and projects). Grateful for my patrons!

Thanks for checking out my work!


KISS MY ASS BIG BRO (Censorship) 😫😫😫

Welp. I just got the warning about account deletion from Instagram. I basically said, “I made Santa’s naughty list, visit my OF to find out how”.

Many of us are having to spend Christmas alone and away from our friends and families due to the quarantines that are placed and I’m just trying to make Christmas a little less lonesome and gloomy for everyone including myself (who just lost my dad).

So going forward anything I post on Instagram will be speechless that is IF big bro doesn’t delete me from my audience like he just threatened to do!!!

I literally just had my shower and wanted to cheer up my admirers. For God sake I haven’t even had a chance to put my makeup on yet and I’ve already got a fucking warning from Instagram that they’re going to delete my account including all my messages and my followers!!! Please stop me from having a meltdown right now. 😵😵😵

Petite bums need love too
More Christmas content coming to my onlyfans if I can calm down from big bro giving me an anxiety attack
I was literally just trying to get a quick bum shot to promote my OF. It wasn’t my bum that got me in trouble, it was my fucking mouth. And this has been an issue since kindergarten okay.
I didn’t think anyone would be interested in my tiny ass but I’m going to be putting more shots of it on my OF. It was just a behind-the-scenes photo encouraging people to join.

But Instagram has now threatened me that my account may be permanently deleted.

I think businesses need to start boycotting Facebook and Instagram to protect the little guy like me.

I mean I couldn’t even say, “hey I made Santa’s naughty list, find out how”.

Welp. Y’all remember when witches were being burned at the stake?

I feel violated. Do you know how long and how many years I’ve been working on my Instagram?

And just like that, they will take it from me.

So when I calm down from all this I’ll get back to getting dressed and putting my makeup on and doing the photoshoot like I wanted to do.

Fucking hell

WELP THE PRESS WON’T PUBLISH MY WORDS. I GONNA DIES IN THE STREET LIKE POE.

But, you don’t have to let that happen.

I’m running crazy good deals on my OnlyFans where I’m allowed to speak (kinda, you can’t say child or other terms I’m learning).

Only in America do they make nudity and sex a crime yet you can’t even watch a Hollywood film without there being some sex scene 5 minutes in. Nudity is consistently thrown in your face here but made illegal.

Thank you for your subs and follows and love, and especially all the nice things you’re telling me about my body and even the request you’re putting in (because I’ve now got some foot porn coming soon). 😍

And I have cute little Cinderella feet.

I’m also starting a new workout routine soon and I was going to share my progress on Instagram but I’ve received an eviction notice basically.

So if a musician is like “hey go check out my new track on my onlyfans” are they going to get their fucking account deleted too???? Because onlyfans is not just for nudes. That’s just one platform that sex workers can work safely.

I’m over 2020.

So if one day you can’t find me on Instagram, it’s probably because I’ve been banned.

Welp. 1984 is now.

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One Day

There might come a time, on some lonely and cold evening
When you feel your life had no meaning
You were never nothing in her mind

I hope one day you can remember
After all the chills colder than December
You were the field she could unwind

When on shoulders death you take to leaning
And so to life desperately clinging
You were the reason her wing refined

So if you fall to death not believing
Until an angel comes intervening
She’ll be the hand you fall behind

© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

Death and dying brings out so many emotions. When facing mortality, those big questions on the purpose of life come about, and often the non-religious will find comfort in religion. A lot of atheist will find God in the end and this actually happened to one of my favorite bands, Peter Steele, who found God in his end. You can watch videos of him talking about it on YouTube and read about it in articles. I still have a hard time listening to Type O Negative since Peter Steele died and they’ve been one of my favorite bands since I was 16. He was only 48 when he died. I’m 42. Welp. This is my last decade. I will not make it to 50. At this point surviving 2020 will be a fucking miracle.

I still don’t know if I said what I was trying to say because I was busy crying and blowing my nose.

I was trying to say that you saved my life and gave it meaning, when all the world had shunned me away on my darkest days.

I was trying to say something like, ‘you were there for me in my end, so I’ll be there for you in yours’ (whether by faded memory, poetry, or physical form).

Slept in me makeups and then washed it all off with me tears.

When you think that your life doesn’t matter, remember that you made mine matter. You gave me sight and purpose. You opened my soul. You saved one of God’s precious angels.

I can’t write like the greats but we are definitely a modern day Romeo and Juliet. 😭😭😭

Wait… Except, nothing you write is for me so just forget everything I just said… brain injury > fantasy head

You make me write the most ridiculous, mushy poetry though. It’s all relative (see what I just did). You matter.

I forever heart you.

If this damn disease doesn’t kill me something will. I just wish I could be hearing your stories in my end, or at the very least, your heartbeat (with my head on your chest as I take my final breath). Not asking for much, am I? 😫😭😭😭

If this is your first time coming to my blog, I’m pretty certain I have better pictures and videos of me than of me crying. But whatev.

My writing career is going to go one of two ways, either I’m going to keep doing it or I’m going to pack it all in. If you’d like to support me, you know where and how. I’m still past due on bills and need to eat but whatever.

Laughing stock of zee world…

The Other End Of Sorrow

Hi. Some have asked about my activity (or lack thereof). My dad died. I still don’t know the cause of death and there’s legal matters still to attend.

Today is his birthday and I want to celebrate life.

A smile is all I can do.

When I surface for air, and see my blog readers, my followers, my patrons and my subs, it invites me to keep going. But, I gotta deep dive a bit longer. And I appreciate the life support I do.

If you could keep your fingertips on me a bit longer, I fancy the stars and the moon (also helps keep me from drowning).

I paused my Patreon campaign for the month of December, my patrons will not be charged.

I’m posting some photos and videos on my OnlyFans but I have not been in a mood to write.

Thank you for your understanding while I take some time for myself to reflect on the meaning of life.

But also while I deal with life. I am facing things in life I never considered or prepared for.

Like my dads last words to me via his will and testament.

I am still awaiting the arrival of that plus news of his autopsy report. 😭

I just need time to not do anything. And not doing anything still consists of having to take care of my pets and bathe and eat and it’s about all I can muster right now.

My last conversation with my dad was an angry one and I didn’t even give him an opportunity to respond.

I have that cross to bear as well.

I’m going through some shit right now.

The only thing I need right now is time.

Time to cry.

Time to breathe.

Time to grieve.

Time to be.

But, some people use this time to kick me while I’m down. I see you. I read your slights.

I see everything which is generally why I like to be alone.

I’ll get back to writing and creating artsy videos and vampire cosplay soon, it’s what I do. I’m a content creating machine.

2021 is a year of transformation for me, that’s the good ole’ plan anyway. More tattoos, more piercings, more newds. Getting a new wardrobe too.

I’m gonna be hella active, I hope you stick around. I got big plans for my Patreon and my OF.

My blog is my lifeline. Not gonna quit writing anytime soon. Sometimes just need to bury my head in the sand.

Which is a better option than drowning myself in the ocean because we get a thousand pound Great White visitor from Australia that visits us here. I’m sure I’d be a tasty treat.

I don’t get in the ocean because there are fish in there with teeth bigger than me. 👀

I’m petite. 👀

(But also vampire daylight sun gross)

If you need more of me though, there’s currently over 280 photos, 75 videos, and lots of love on my OnlyFans! 💋

I’m coming up with more ways to reward you for your love. Give love, get love. And I’m behind on writing (per my own standards) but life happens and currently life.

I still have bills to pay and food to eat so your support is helping another human exist. It all goes back into the art. It nurtures my soul. I miss you too.

You can come lie in the dark with me if you want. But the gravity will make you cry.

xoxo still alive xoxo

Wanderers

How does he manage to find me in his thoughts?
But then it makes me wonder how many dreams he has to cross?
When burning down his bridges does he ever feel a loss?
And when he’s out there wandering, is it me he’ll come across?

How many deserts will it take him to push me in Earth’s past?
But then it makes me wonder how long it ever lasts?
Been cutting ties so long our dreams have come to pass?
And I swore I heard hope’s echo but it flew by life too fast…

©Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal

How many bridges will you burn to keep my dreams from you? And will you ever learn, I’ll still find you when you do? Is that why you’ll likely, leave a clue or two? And when I’ve disappeared, does it leave you feeling blue?

Rhyme was a skill I picked up as a little girl to help battle me woes. And so it goes…

Survival skills. But also the art of language. Afflictions. Secret messages to my love? Poetry is code. Vibrations. Another form of energy. A path for my hope to flow.

“No hope = no fear”

PostScript. I’m not really here. I’m not really there. I’m not really anywhere.

But my last breath will be a half-written rhyme. Maybe in blood. Give it time.


LinkTree= the universe you’ll find me


Double Rainbows (rare event). My dad died.

*edit* RIP daddy. This event was you telling me goodbye. Now I know!

Huh. Weird orange hue. Why is the sky orange. Sure, the Sun is rising but…

So, I had a peek out my blinds. Still didn’t explain the orange hue. Dog must wait. Safety first.

Slipped on my flip flops with phone in hand (it’s almost ritualistic- the phone checking upon waking). Went outside.

Still did not understand what was causing the sky to be completely orange. Did we get nuked? Is there a sandstorm coming? This isn’t a sunrise. This looks kinda terrifying.

Then a huge rainbow formed before my eyes. From one end of the sky to the other. A prism of color. And then behind it, another!!!

And it almost seemed like it was inside this big bubble. The bubble verse theory I was studying.

And I’ve been reading a lot about the Multiverse Bubble theories lately and am coming to this conclusion that I’m starting to believe in it more than that ridiculous Big Bang theory.

But I do. And I’ve been trying to make sense of my world and what it all means, if it’s all going to end anyway. I am the universe experiencing itself. We all are. And so I’ve been thinking a lot about energy and how it can’t be created or destroyed.

I think about the interconnectivity. How we’re all one.

Anyway, I think the double rainbow was a sign.

And, I’d never seen a rainbow so vividly last so long.

Seconds generally.

Well, I ran out of room on my device filming this double rainbow for over 6 minutes.

I dropped the video of the double rainbow on my Instagram IGTV.

The double rainbow reminds me to keep going. That in life, the things you love may be out of reach. But that doesn’t mean that the love wasn’t felt or received. Sometimes, optical illusions are real. And even if by worlds separated, love travels at light-speeds.

I sat and watched that weird ass bubble in the sky, along with those double rainbows that arched high across the sky, until it faded and I could see it no more.

Bye daddy. Hope you had a great final gig in the sky! 😭😭😭

Sad Gurl Diary (Episode Non-stop crying) Trig warn?

An ocean of longing and salt lines
Tears are translucent
Still need you tho I waded out too far

I love u. What’s a girl to do? Been crying for the one since I was like ten. Cuz life is shite. But it’s like we’re world’s apart. 💔

I’m in the deep end and I’m caught in the tide!!! 😰
Trying to learn how to live and breathe without you.
Not doing a very good job 😭
An ocean of sadness. The end is all inside us.

The Lie

The lie it grew and grew and grew
I knew
I fell from heaven on the truth
Got stuck like glue
On every lie because of you
Oh, it hurts so much too
From empty bottle to fully blue
Hell mistook me for a fool

Your prayer dropped a clue
You envy youth
Now away it flew
Leaving you with tooth
How they accrue
Still every mask I cut through
It’s time I withdrew

© Delia Ross. 2020

Spent the night soiling the earth with tears begging the almighty to let me see what I need so I could be free. Didn’t understand the lesson that be. Crying to God, you can lead a demon to holy water, but you cannot make him drink!!!

Nearly drowning from all that makes me bleed. Suffocating on the very air that we breathe. He gave me new eyes to see. Your soul is empty. God cut me free (now whose lying).

The truth hurts worse than the lie
Telling lies to myself. That’s not you. It’s someone else. It’s his brother. I’m crazy! Seeing what I wanna! I seem to like you no matter who you are. Which makes me not like you very much!! 😭😰😭
I wish I could believe my own lie when I say I don’t love you.
The truth hurts worse than the lie.
Oh, God forgive me! I still love you, I do! 💔
Cursed like Mina Tepes to always love you. 💔

Sidenote: I’ve been in some sort of weird rhyme scheme where I limit my vocabulary even more than I normally do when rhyming. I don’t rhyme just to rhyme, that’s where people fall flat. There’s probably a name for what I’m doing but brain damage. Losing my mind. I see way more than I want to see with my third eye and I’ve never been so fucking depressed or lonely in my life and it’s not that I don’t like my own company because I do – that’s why I’m isolated. I’m growing ever more suicidal and out of fucks to give. But doing the rhyme scheme like I did above, that shit is hard, yo.

I was also at a place where I was worried about using the same words that I had already used before and then I decided to just let that go.

I’ll probably be jumping off the Eiffel fucking Tower reciting some last words you know. Eh. CR CR CRAZZZY out of fucks to give.

Words are the only thing left holding me together.

Oh, you thought that was just a line?

The only thing I’m staying alive for at this point is the Matrix 4. And maybe another hug from Gavin Rossdale cuz he’s like my fountain of youth. I sniffed his neck once, I’m so fucking weird!!!! I think I wanted a bite 😩

I’m sure he’d like that but not while he’s singing to thousands of people!

Then again, this is me. I could get away with murder just with my smile. 😊

I am 1000% insane crazy because I’m literally in love with dracul even tho he’s a fucking monster. Rip my fucking heart out. At least Mina got laid!!!!! She died by suicide, FYI!!!

SHE WAS REAL!!!! *laughs insanely*

Dracul is still very much feared in his land. I wanted to get married in Transylvania or there about.

Love isn’t real, is it? You never really loved me.

*dives off tower*


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Worth

He says, I ain’t worth a penny
Still eyes will stare, I am trendy
Fingers counting more than twenty
See me now, I am plenty

Spat on, shined up with envy
Tossed in water ever gently
Down into a well, my only entry
They all say that they don’t need me

© Delia Ross. 2020 @poeeternal

I freestyle write my poetry 90% of the time and always tweak stuff during the WP posting process. Actually, my voice will change based on my writing tools, which is one reason I want to get offline and get on a typewriter again. Starting to pick up pencil again too. And pen. Hope to move back into calligraphy. I have all my tools, just no energy or drive (depression). Hard to brush my teeth on most days and not dive off the bridge here that I’ve been contemplating doing since I arrived here and recently an 18 year old kid jumped off it last year. Right off the overpass onto the interstate I was driving on. A constant reminder the world is shit. I feel that. He made his point known. I knows. I feel worthless too. Hence poem + depression. Le sigh. I really could use a gig this year. The uni trying.
Bush = happiness (and Gav really likes me coming to his shows and I really like going to his shows even tho I act an ass of myself and curse him sometimes- yep he still likes me coming tho I make an absolute ass of myself) KING 👍
I worship Bush (have since the early 90s). Look how Gavin Rossdale spelled my name, the first time we met (in 2016). With a little anarchy sign on the A followed by a little heart. UHM, I GET HEARTS BY GAVIN ROSSDALE. Sometimes I get wisdom and xoxo in DMs by him. Sometimes I tweet him that I see him on stage at a gig, he’ll respond via his microphone “I see you too” and jump off stage after soundcheck to come say hi and get photos. I need to do an entire blog post on my obsession cuz I got videos and photos on all this. Layer my tomb with all my Bush heirlooms. Like that time he jumped off stage just to give me a sweaty hug and the guitar pick he was playing with. *le sigh*
Last year on my birthday he serenaded me while dancing above me for like a solid minute and I nearly passed out, dizzies, FYI.

I’m just not responsible for how I act when I’m physically around him and in fangirl mode because I have zero control over my hormones. Welp. Since the age of 12. WHATEV. SECOND CRUSH. NO BIG DEAL.

Gavin giving me his superman poses at the VIP meet-and-greet last year for my birthday! I need these framed in my home studio! 😍

I do sometimes curse him but last year on air he said I tell him the most beautiful things, which is also true. 😊

Gavin giving me his superman poses at the VIP meet-and-greet last year on my birthday! I didn’t know what was going on because I felt him pull away and I thought he didn’t want me hanging all over him in the photos so I lifted my head off his chest but kept my hands on his hard ass abs and kept smiling not knowing that he was doing Superman poses for me cuz he was super happy I was at a show!!! So several weeks later when the photos arrived (and doing VIP was a birthday present to myself because nobody did anything for me for turning the big 4-0), it was like opening the best present 🎁 the uni could give me. Nine times out of 10 when I meet Gavin Rossdale and get photos they are blurry. These were not. 😍

People think I’m in love with Gavin but I’m not, it’s just a silly crush I’ve had since I was age 12 and I’m insanely addicted to the music, it’s a music fan / artist relationship thing. He inspires me in different ways. He teaches me life lessons. Like how to stay alive when you don’t have the love of your life (he lost his big love- Gwen Stefani- they have 3 kids together. He has not replaced her).

Gavin Rossdale comes from that alternative scene where all his comrades are dying by suicide, which are basically his friends and I thought that we might lose him too when he lost Gwen Stefani (divorceeeee via humiliation, retaliation, he got to hear “used to love you” while walking in an airport. She didn’t take long to move on either, did she). Two thumbs down.👎👎

But he hung onto his fans and he says that he needs us more than ever now. I know what he means. He promised me on air that he would never hurt himself. But I need him too. I’m an outcast. He knows that. He knows what that feels like. To be the lone wolf! For the most part he’s had to deal with the United Kingdom hating him. Even of today, they will refer to him as “who is he” (as if he is no one) or use him as a slight against Gwen Stefani, when it was her band opening up for Bush and not the other way around (he made her known, not vice versa).

Gav has seen me at my worse. He still jumps off the stage to give me hugs when he sees my face. It gives me the happy feels. To be seen. To feel I have an ounce of worth. To feel appreciated. Because to the rest of the world, I am invisible and just a number (including to the love of my life, who could care less of my existence. He’d replace me in an instance). But there’s nothing like the feel of when Gavin sets his sights on me, and is walking towards me, and I know he’s headed my way, it’s so intense, his expression. That feeling of, “he see’s me, he’s headed my way”, “I’m not lost in the crowd” and Gavin is the type of guy who never looks away from me, yet I always break eye contact!!!

Got hugs by my king at the stroke of midnight last year, which was my birthday. Thank you universe.

Or like when he’s talking to his other fans, he’ll literally keep looking back at me and I always run away from him. I act stupid guaranteed. But like, I’m a soldier and he’s a king. He’s why I do these things. Basic. I need the music. Always have. Not just his music or art. All the things. Music keeps me going. Grounded. Alive. Couldn’t have survived the Iraqi war without it. Labor. Heartbreak. Loneliness. Poordom. Life.

Music is life. I need another gig. This century. THIS YEAR. COME ON 2020!!!

Me today because 2020 blows and I’ve had zero hugs from my king this year. Meh.
Seeking a friend for the end of the world…
When life gives you lemons, tie pretty boes. Me today during the covid zombie apocalypse- and the CDC says covid-19 is coming back with a vengeance. Seeking a friend for the end…
Love during a zombie plague *laughs insanely, ties a pretty bow*

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Single (Never Married)

His support he gave but not without conditions
The money he waved it had omissions
Like stating you are single when you are really married
Like saying you are free with a green card that you carried

His hand was there but always tied with the devil
And every moment there my soul could barely revel
Yet obey that I would while he grasped onto my cross
And for awhile he was helping but made it harder than I thought

© Delia Ross. 2020

Welp. How many more will knock on my door, just for me to close it????? I do get lots of hypothetical knocks on my door but it’s usually the devil knocking.

Or, I’m so completely broken and paranoid that I’m actually seeing people like demons now. Here a demon, there a demon, there are many more!

And I would make the church my home but I literally see the preachers as demons now too! It could be all the money they keep grasping for. I just want to jump up and yell “STOP TAXING THE POOR!” but state was removed from religion. Religion is its own entity governed by a different set of rules. That’s why the church’s didn’t have to follow any of the mandatory mask-wearing (or was that just Florida cuz nobody was social distancing either)? But yeah, churches don’t pay taxes, y’all know that right??? They pay zero taxes!!!! Now how many of these priests do you think are actually religious or “godly”- (because it often comes out that they’re cheating or pedophiles).

All they care about is money. It’s all show. Complete fams involved now. They all asking for your money!! So they can build more, bigger things!!!! Tax free!!!!! Give them your money!!!! Hurry!!!! Not just every Sunday but Wednesday too!!! Go ahead and text them a donation right now!!!! God is blessing you!!!! You are the chosen one!!! Repent sinners!!! Pay!!!!!! (I can’t believe people still believe in these fairy tales but I’m absolutely a believer in Jesus Christ, I know he existed, his message has been smeared by the narcissist running the world (NWO / Illuminati) and I am religious so don’t even come at me).

“You people who only believe with your miracles and wonders but what of those who believe without?” (something Jesus Christ said but you probably won’t remember because you need the miracles and wonders to believe). I don’t. I won’t. Never have. Never will. My road has been different than yours. I don’t need to idolize statues!!! But give them your money so they can build them big and grand for God!!

Jesus said, “pick up a rock and I am there”. “Any two people having a conversation in my name is having church”.

I’m talking, you’re listening = church holy holy

I started out 2020 going to church heavily until that one day they started speaking in tongue and touching me all over my body and that shit is on Instagram. I’m like, ‘maybe I could establish a connection with God speaking in tongue if people would stop touching my back and head’. So as a paranoid Soldier, yeah I don’t like doing church anymore. It was literally the one place I felt safe to cry in public and that was taken from me. 2020 is an asshole.

I DON’T HAVE ANY MONEY TO GIVE YOU! STOP ASKING FOR IT WHEN I COME!!! GOD DOESN’T NEED MONEY OR STATUES!!! YOU NEED GRAND GESTURES SO YOU CAN PRETEND YOU ARE A DECENT HUMAN BEING TWICE A WEEK BY GIVING MONEY TO HELP THE POOR AND YOU HELP THE POOR BY BUILDING MORE CHURCHES FOR THE WEALTHY!!!!!! GOD IS GREAT!!!

Playing the angel 24/7. That tattoo on my chest means “faithfulness”. Faith is also my middle name. It’s more than a creed. A lifestyle. Angels are warriors and my friends, I am every bit a Soldier. =)

And then there’s that last relationship that I got into where the guy was proposing to me and posting his vows for me all over his social media to his fanbase yet no one told me he was fucking married (but that didn’t stop the love-bombing) and he would want me to go get my ring size but then later on he would literally yell at me for hours if I brought up anything about us actually getting married or engaged- because that’s what narcissists and lying assholes do. He couldn’t get married, he was still married, he never told me this when we got together or started a relationship, in fact, he told me he was single the entire time (but was in fact married and in another long-term relationship with another broken soul that he was looking to replace after all the fuel was spent). I became the next victim unfortunately.

They gaslight your reality. They systemically break you down. Like chess pieces. They love-bomb you (even in friendships or famalies) and then they’re cold to you when you’re not giving them the treatment that they think they want or deserve (even though their behavior is toxic as fuck). Yeah, let’s hang! From hot to cold! Yeeeee!!!! But then when I need them to be like empathetic about a situation, I’d have better luck not breathing. Either way, they always have a way to make you feel responsible for something you haven’t done.

You when you’re filling out paperwork and you have to check either the ‘single, married, or divorced box’- the single box now has “never married” (in parentheses) because these narcissist gaslight everything they do, literally.

The married ones will want to check the single box because they feel like they’re no longer in the marriage, (it’s just a piece of paper, they don’t care about the life that they are using or destroyed, they are already looking for a replacement and they’re not even divorced yet, or still married for that green card and that is loads of married baggage), and the divorced ones will want to check the single box even though they’re now divorced (because images; a narcissist wants to maintain his charming exterior).

But the single box is for people who never married, like me! I used to hate that dang single box but now that they added the “never-married” part to it, I really fucking enjoy it! I pride myself on being single and actually meaning the word! HONESTY! A RARE THING!!

Because you rarely hear people being honest these days about what their relationship status really is. You’ll learn later on, when they drop pertinent information in a very casual way. Like when they say something really shitty to you, followed by “it was just a joke” (like when you ask how you look and they respond “pregnant” as if being pregnant is un-beautiful- but it was a very low-key demeaning way to emotionally abuse you about your added weight gain). And if you ever get angry about something a narcissist does to you, they will trump your fucking anger, so much so, that you will doubt why you were even angry at all (classic narcissism gas-lighting 101, it must be exhausting being a narcissist, that’s why they’re so fucking cold and empty). Or, how you ask them a direct question, but they always tap dance around the answer you’ll never get. They put words in your mouth. You always feel aloof and confused. You’re dealing with a narC. You will never win. But you will lose your self-confidence and overall mind. Until you kill another or yourself or barely escape alive. And that’s what they want. To kill you alive. Because killing you for real dead is messier and might require jail time. It’s legal to manipulate someone and steal their finances and fucking soul. (Mine gets free rent in America unless he finally secured his green card, which he’d been looking for the perfect victim so he could still be basically a piece of shit and cheat all the time and lie). They never out grow the cumming addiction. They want it from as many online victims they can get, and in the real world). We’re sex objects no more. They have no remorse. Fake crocodile tears!!! Run!!

SINGLE (NEVER MARRIED). That’s me!!!

Basically, my cherry has not been popped (because let’s face it, losing your actual virginity is so outdated). This is the new cherry popping as I’ve just deemed it!!!

Marriage has nothing to do with luck! Catch me if you can! Be a better man? I ain’t ever getting married! And since I’m not tied down to a relationship or mortgage, I can move wherever I want, including out of America. I’m not a criminal but some sort of war hero many say and I will still maintain my VA benefits if I move country because I worked hard at my fucking career and deserve every fucking piece of mind I get! And every penny! I sacrificed MY LIFE!!! I’M BROKEN!!!! DISABLED!!!! CALL ME FUCKING LAZY AGAIN. I DOUBLE DARE YOU!!!!! And I’ll show you the butt of my rifle because the Army taught me how to use both ends!!!

And I got to wear lots of hats because I was great at wearing every hat they threw me. That’s why I have all sorts of awards, and medals, and certifications, and degrees. Recognition. It’s just a piece of paper like that marriage certificate you don’t give a fuck about. So why would I think you give a fuck about all my training or education or experience? You can’t even be factual on a government form about your fucking relationship status (let alone trying to start out friendships or potential romanceships), all based on lies (or mis-information or information withheld, which is the same as lying, it is manipulative and deceitful!

When will lying be held as a crime??? Utopian future?? It’s got to be better than this lying hell I’m trapped in!!! Honest peeps where ye at????

And these narcissist will do anything they can to maintain their secret lifestyle, so the gaslighting can go on for years in a relationship, which often does (as well as all the cheating; married guys are doing it more than you know and it’s so easy to get away with it these days with travel and internet). The divorce rate is high in America. So is rape. Porn is given to children by age 10 by fathers in fear of them turning gay!!!!! They get them hookers as a teen!! The Me Too movement is insane but real! I’ve never met one woman who hasn’t been raped or abused by a man, and often by more than one man! Guys are super connected to porn but they don’t know how to harness positive sexual energy!

Pedophilia exists and is in our homes and churches. It’s abundant and so is porn. I’m speaking out against the atrocities in the world and I no longer give a fuck if you like me.

Jesus said, “if the world hates you, remember that it hated me first”. And I know it hates me because I tell it of its atrocities.

Friendships and relationships are only hard because the foundations they are built on are started off with lies. The walls surrounding your home were built on lies. Your roof is a lie. Your life is a lie. You have no honor. No integrity. You will not die with such.

That’s not real forgiveness either, if acquired. You’re not really free or dying forgiven.

Lies are DESTRUCTIVE.

Gaslighting comes with emotional and physical abuse. Damages that often require intense therapy after, which there’s no guarantee you will ever recover from (and you likely have more than one narcissist in your life using these tools of manipulation to control you (they look like moms and dads and sisters and lovers). Stay woke.

When people learn to be honest with me I guess I’ll have more friends (and support)? Laughs maniacally.

*dies naked, drunk, unknown, poor, and possibly poisoned in the street, like my daddy Edgar Allan Poe*


I just no longer want to build any relationships to aquire support because I will lose it in one form or fashion (and I’m sure these narcissist are behind-the-scenes blaming me which is a fucking smear campaign).

Did I mention I’m depressed and suicidal???

*laughs maniacally in the street*

*dances with the devil*

*goes back to heaven home alone*

*hears knocking*

*wishes she was in a land without any devils*

*knock knock knock*

*sobs uncontrollably*

*begs for help*

*hears asteroid Apophis deep rumble and reply, “On my way”*

*sobs uncontrollably*

Did I mention I’m suicidal but also scared to die?????

*hears Apophis grumble, “too late”*

I’m dying. I just want you all to know you’re dying too”.

This goes without saying, but if you read my poetry or support my writing in any way, I am really grateful! Thank you!

But for the love of God, please stop lying every second with every breath, I’m exhausted!!!!

Y’all evil exists. A lot of these monsters are super charming but the suicide rate continues to increase worldwide for a reason and it’s cuz y’all lying!!!! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HONOR? YOU KNOW YOU CAN JUST MAKE UP A RELIGION AND TAKE ON MULTIPLE WIVES? STOP HURTING THE FEMALE POPULATION. I’D RATHER IDENTIFY AS MALE AND LOOK LIKE A MALE THAN CONTINUE TO BE RAPED, ABUSED, EMOTIONALLY TORTURED AND ABUSED!!! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!!

BREAK THE CYCLE OF ABUSE! IT STARTS WITH YOU!

I’D RATHER CHECK OUT VIA SUICIDE THAN CONTINUE THIS FUCKING BIG LYING CHARADE FUCK FEST!!!!!

I’M OUT!!!!