It's depressing to keep applying to jobs and hearing nothing back. I so badly want to work, to get out of the damn house and do something that means the world to me, but the world isn't letting me, at least not yet. Sometimes I think I should just give up and apply to law school...
Welcome to my autumnal garden of paradise delightsAt times it can be dark, beauty smoldering joy, amidst riotous flowering moody colors.Soon bright serenity and pristine comfort.Be willing to dirty your hands freeing your mind !Feel the grass wet on bare feet, cool mist pollinate...
when he’s gone,
I can still feel his arms
snake around my waist
as mine find his neck to
wrap around. He pulls
me closer & squeezes.
I can feel the ghost of his
lips on mine, making it impossible
to forget the kiss. I can
still feel him here with me.
His jacket, so much
why I write without seeking publication or acknowledgement from the people around me. Why it's not a "hobby". Hobbies are things people do that make them happy, or to fill the spare time we have. Writing doesn't make me happy. It's like using a rib spreader on myself every time...
heavy waves of gray, defiant to its last breath. Compare its progress to the formation of debris fields, Saturn's rings, the Kuiper belt. Smaller scale, the same physical principles in play. Force of momentum and attraction, mass and density, light and a path of longitudinal...
either with us or against us" mentality that some feminists have? It's almost like they don't like people questioning their belief system. It's like there's something sacred about it. I get the sense that if I were to question it, I would easily be labeled a misogynist. It's...
Eyes closed,deep wounds that noone feels,
bleeding since birth,
she lives for everyone n noone.
She sleeps in the cemetery,by her angel which is one with her,
-her suffering feels.
She remembers what she has built but shes
always bound to him.
Her soul was connected...
I.There once was a beautiful field,A lush verdant paradiseHidden far away, concealedFrom the world's darkness and vice.Every spring after winter had thawedThe children would trickle out in ones and twosAnd play by the lakeside with their fishing rodsAnd footballs, with no need...
``the picture of Dorian gray`` ,dedicated to one of my best friends who reminds me of him
"lord henry is like a devil
only noticing and leaving satire comments
also talking on people s back
always having evil plans to ruin someone and enjoy a laugh after
he would look for...
that it always pulls you back eventually.
People move away. They start families, have adventures, study or just run, but always, always end up returning, dusty and battle scarred and directionless. This town welcomes them back every time and isn't keen on letting them go.
It has been a long journey dealing with the passing of my Mom. This,Thanksgiving is the anniversary of living my life minus a Mother.The seasons of life and how they are played out. The time is like yesterday no matter how long any loss is. When I first started out this journey...
. So don't expect it to make any sense) (also I think I edited it too much (and maybe not enough))
Take the door to the right
She looked and there were 5
She didn't know where to go so she cried..
She just sat and cried..
Advise me where to put this punctuation..
It's time to take a break.I love you, EP, I really do, but you **** me off sometimes.Flagging should be a privilege, not a right, since so many people abuse the hell out of it, either to flag something they disagree (the horror) with or to simply mess with someone that they don't...
so it's now today, the first day of the rest of my life. It's not too late. At least, I hope it isn't. I'm ready. I want this. I need this. I'm ready for this. I can do this. I must do this. Just jump in. No planning. No thinking. Cold turkey. Every day. Until I'm different. The...
When angels hold your hands You just can't hit the ground They'll take you high and high And never let you down when angels hold ur hands u know ur not alone but u have someone that shows care, they love u without asking something and they never leave by ur side u call...
Where did the time go?
It's been about four and a half years since I was last in a relationship. That was all the way back in my freshman year of college, and at that point, I feel I was headed in a mostly good direction. I liked the girl I was with, I was...
They arrived at the club at 11: Ian, Émile, Kevin, and Troy.
The music was already loud, and they hadn't even gotten through to the entrance yet. The long line streamed out of the front door, filled with bigger, better looking guys than Ian. He hadn't even wanted to come out in...
I flew above the clouds with endless blue stretched out before me. I watched as the home I once knew faded beneath the wings of the plane to a grid of green. The terrain, cut into uneven portions by grey asphalt tracks dwindled into nothing as we climbed higher still. Tens of...
for you. I promise you're gonna miss me being there, putting up on you, refusing to give up on you. You're gonna regret everything that you've done to me including all the damage you've caused. And someday you'll turn back and i wont be waiting for you any longer. I might have...
and self indulgent, but I feel like I need to write.
Today, everything didn't quite "work" in my head. I feel like I'm being pulled in a million different directions, my head spins and time stretches inexorably. I could bash out a million sad poems, or howl at the moon in...
I haven’t been doing much lately except stress myself out applying to jobs. It’s left me feeling a bit empty. I haven’t been writing, haven’t been inspired lately. Basically, this will be the dam bursting, so this will probably be long, gushing, rambling, and...
A couple of days ago, there was some sort of question about if the military draft were back, would they take people who have mental problems. I answered, as is typical, not the question, but what the question made me think about, and that is that I would not fight if there were a...
I've always been hesitant to put up myself as a profile picture here. I've mostly used avatars, whether it be a picture I like, something I felt at the time, or my recent stint of Hobbes-related pictures, I rarely had my face up there. And I never really thought...
face of god is not gone
in the flowers smiles
aqua black drop sky
pure transcendent sun
ascends to astonish
the angels in heaven
who keep the light
of their loved ones
enshrined in angelic voices
one is so rich and full
so many inner worlds
outer world is joy...
so was the fog surrounding his frail body
he was so deep in slumber that he couldnt notice the hundred shadows passing him
his body was frost cold and the city was black
he layed iour cat is soundly asleep and nothing can distract his eternal peace n a floor of footsteps ,and...
i wouldnt feel anything
id be free like a wind and still get fed
id scratch the ones who touch me and make furious sounds
look at the sun with proud eyes
and move in the dark with no fears
i wish i were a cat !
that I was the type of person who lived their life a little too fast and a little too loose. All my friends were the same way. We loved too quickly and fought too much. In high school, we were the kids hiding beneath the bleachers who drove fast cars, smoked cigarettes, and wore...
A butterfly sees the beauty of the world,
sees the ocean,sees the mountains,
sees changes,the nature n more beyond walls.
She hears of a sweet melody,
happy or sad,
music from ppl's hearts,
music when the city dream n dance.
She feels the peace,the courage when ppl...
aligned at the downward slope
Shake a little ,wake up better
It is a message of heaven in letters
Thunderstorm was severe
Glad,What could happen in a year?
It wasn't just loss of mind but of soul
Question of existence in mind on roll!
Thinking about life mere like playing fife...
I can touch the stars
When I'm in your arms
I don't want to survive
I don't care if I die
I can't live without you
I don't care if I fall
I'll jump in your love
I don't care if it's fake
I'll believe what you say
I'll swallow my fate
I'll bite your bait
I'll give you my...
I have a tenuous relationship with cameras. While I think photography is an art form and a powerful one at that, I don't think it should be a substitute for experience. I kind of dislike how everyone has a camera to document every trivial part of their lives. Most people are not...
redpillphilosophy and his name alone irks me. I think anybody who makes mention of the 'red pill' is just another special snowflake. Normally, I don't have a problem with that but it's the kind of special snowflake who happens to be a bitter ******* that I don't like. I mean it...
and dirt. The day's toils had left its pungent mark on him, but she didn't seem to mind somehow as she lay her divine face against his chest, her eyes looking into his. He felt something stir in him, something climbing up from depths he never knew he had. He kissed her forehead...
I woke up this morning broken. I know why but I just wasn't expecting it. I'm shocked but not surprised.
So now I would usually say something like 'I know how to fix this and I probably will' and that'll be the end of it. This time is different though.
I suppose I could say...
was devouring your flesh
Your years couldn't get any longer
Your suffering was burying your health
Your cage of bones it's finally broken
Your days of sorrow are finally over
Your tears are pearls in the river of eternity
I've heard you and I've came
I'm the angel of death