Playing The Angel (digiart)

Come on raise your head
Now wake the dead

Red fire sun
Trapped in forest of longing
Watch the sunrise come

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Pale and withdrawn
Thank you for all your support here, there, everywhere!
That’s all for now. Thanks for visiting my blog!

The only thing missing was some fake blood and my custom fitted vampire fangs… ๐Ÿ‘

P.S. I’ve been painting my lips red since I was 13. I never outline my lips. Tomboyish mostly and prefer a natural, blushy tone. I also don’t want botox or lip enhancers to kill my lines. I’ve died a million times. It’s written in these rhymes.

Lurking underworld with resting bitch face front-and-center… HOOAH

ยฉ Delia Ross. 2020 @poeeternal #poeeternal


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A Girl & Her Guitar

Shadows reveal everything. I posted stuffs on my Instagram. I play on an Epiphone. I know a few chords. You can listen on Tuners. I’m busy doing stuffs. Forgive my absence of your blogs (or commenting in general). I’m newly on Patreon as a writer if you’d like to support my creative endeavors. There’s only one me and I run all my social media accounts, but I do work hard to put out good content. Here’s some photos of me without makeups (sorry, self-loathing phase AKA depression).

I’ve gained at least 5 lbs from eating donuts I’m sure… (I weigh in at 125 pounds currently, petite as fuck).
No filter. HAIRS ๐Ÿ˜
I posted this and a few others on Instagram but Insta zooms them. So here it is with my face. I’m sure it was better without. ๐Ÿ™‚

G’nite! Time for baths. Probably should have cleaned up first. Dirty gal (more like just tired and achy). ๐Ÿ™‚

After Dark

In my lair

Nocturnal mistress
Tell me about all the things you hate about me again…
Absolutely no filter and me as of twenty minutes ago
Where most of the magic happens (or crying)



After dark is my favorite time
Tell me do they fill the places I’m void in you?
Do you think you could ever love me too?

Yes? No? Maybe?
Am I only loved in half light?
I always dream of you xxoo
So goodnight, sweet dreams…