poems that my boyfriend bought me one year. The full poem is this
Title: The First Sign Is Taking Strange Pictures
"I have pretended to go mad in order to tell you the things I need to. I call it art.
Because art is the word we give to our feelings made public. And art doesn't...
pretending to be progressives bashing some Democrat. This is a funded GOP effort designed to divide Democrats and get us to not vote unless our pet candidate is the nominee. ANY Democrat is better than EVERY Republican. Keep that in mind and vote."
so crowded with these miracles that they become commonplace and we forget. We gaze continually at the world and it grows dull in our perceptions. Yet seen from another's vantage point, as if new, it may still take the breath away.”
- Alan Moore
I thought, and love was neither written in the stars or planned by the gods, but a choice, one built of hope and sweat and blood and trust. Not served on a silver platter by the whim of fate, but something that must be earned and fought for.”
— Beau Taplin // F r e e W i l...
"All that is gold does not glitter,
not all those who wander are lost;
the old that is strong does not wither,
deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
a light from the shadows shall spring;
renewed shall be blade that was broken,