your laugh.I love your hair, whether down, in a bun, or braided around the sides.I love how you crane your neck to the side when you're looking down at someone's desk.I love how starkly straight-up you sit at your desk; puts my posture to shame.I love your legs. Dear god, your...
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...
You do not know me Lady , But I know that you're real.I ask about you often . And do care how you feel . We share a common interest , and share a common bond . But i am here and you are there miles across the pond .He loves so most dearly and his heart is yours to own. I listen...
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...
work not crying. I barely made it home.It really looks like my dreams are over. This was my last chance, and I gave everything I had, and it wasn't good enough. Except it was, it really was. I got recommendations from all the editors, everyone said how big of a help I've been...
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...
that are hidden, nor for the sorrow that you lock away. But you are still a mask. Our problems define us, make us who we are. Sometimes it can be difficult to understand the joy behind such a concept. Yet still, you are a mask. Maybe the fault in our value, the crack in our self...
born, she traveled her way up to the fine place of the burned city. Tears escaped her eyes as she received no welcome at her fantasy. She found warmth at the ground of a dark alley, looking up at the grey sky she assured herself that she will not head back.
post, but, for my sanity's sake, I need to let this out.
For the past few days, the what-ifs have been haunting me. I cannot afford to experience another monumental (I am exaggerating here, but that is how it feels like, at least for me) failure.
"When people say it's not...
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...
gold leaves shiver
through cracks of time
rays of sun flicker
through the crying sky
in my ballroom dress
clouds above leaps through the sky
gold leaves dangle blow in the wind
why must we be jealous
think more deeply
just a sun peak volcano in the distant sky, as if seeing a "great force of endless energies" a deeper awakening
beyond, the hearts of humanity through an energetic oneness with unity.
as being a full moon gateway to other dimensions. Level of awakening the hearts of...
my last hope. It is what I have the best chance for and yet still, the thing furthest from me. I have no entitlement to it, no expectation for it, and perhaps, it is this that I needed. Nothing to lose. Yes, so much to gain, everything I'd ever hoped and dreamed for, but I...
pause.hear the lost promises found,scornful enough to devour from it's premises.Such holy heart sang me a melody.......I cannot be smitten, this symmetry was sung by a gluttony.Would you stop all this illusion of desire.....?Until you make me decide to enter the hatred's...
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...
over a year. I don't know why I decided to come back... And I don't know why I remembered my username. But anyways I read through all my old stories which was pretty painful considering that things didn't end good between my first ex and I.
Basically what happened was that...
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...
Swahili because I ******* said so.
Oh, kusema unaweza kuona na alfajiri mapema mwanga
Nini ili kujigamba sisi ikipongezwa katika twilight ya mwisho gleaming? Ambao pana kupigwa na nyota angavu kupitia mapambano hatari, Oh ngome sisi kuangalia walikuwa hivyo gallantly Streaming...
last 3 days. I am soooo tired. I needed the nap I took this morning. -___-
I went on a hike today. Brittany wanted to go on one but I couldn't get a hold of her, so I went solo. What a workout. I don't know how many miles I did, but it felt pretty good.
Last night I went to...
I haven't felt exactly myself these past few days. Sad, easily annoyed, even angry. And I never get angry. But these things happen. Emotions build up over a long period of time until they finally start dribbling out. I distract myself and cordon myself off from the world...
just to make sure there weren't any crazies in there before I sent them off to the authors. But they're mostly from kids anyway, so they're not crazy. Yet. But I read some damn inspiring, heartfelt, and touching things. So many of them were how they hated reading before, but...
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...
and a bit saddening when things from your childhood slowly slip away, one by one, especially when you realize it in the moment and nostalgia hasn't had time to set in yet. But one of the things that stay the longest are childhood idols in the form of sports stars, that is, if...
I have a heart that sometimes cries,
i wonder if someone can hear,
i can feel it again,this sadness,
i know i feel it..
I can wait for some words,
one tight hug,
letting me by ur side to sleep,
my tears to kiss,
but im on my own
in the night,
in the day,
I like to sit upon the fence
Its high and that makes sense
I can see the guy on both sides.
Fence sitting it is often said
Is something to not be tolerated
But the fence rules in my georaphy
Get off the pot is similar
Either that or do what youre supposed to there
But a fence has...
The words "i love you" are priceless, unpredictable like rolling dices/ here we are taking chances, making sacrifices / suffices and keeping one another in sight, our hands of cards dealt is right to play for any fight, in hope of getting that much needed balance that is tight...
passages for thought."Suicide is a very deep subject, but since you are interested, I will try to explain my thoughts to you.Throughout history, we Japanese have always appreciated suicide. For us it is a beautiful thing that gives meaning and shape and honor to our lives...
i died a little that day. I thought giving you my all would strengthen our bond, how was I to know that it would only tear us down. You promised me I could trust you, your actions said otherwise. I wonder, five years from now would you remember me? Or would I just be an...
chance to find out who they are. There is always an obstacle or two in the way of what they truly need to feel. What is important is getting to know your emotions before anyone else's because in the end you'll only end up feeling all of these overwhelming, unnoticed, crazy...
those memories sitting in your hands
But your life will be greater than imagination
And I hope it may still last
Love is like war
You just try to fight for it
Just make sure you never give up
'Cause life won't be like before
No one can tell you
What your life will be like...
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...
the mirror of the night
Yearning for a voice that made seem everything so alright
The gentle voice like a caress so reassuring
In the midst of a flight of thoughts now soaring
Brimming at the corners of her useless mind
The loving gesture shall disappear in no time
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...
one out.I just can't stop thinking about her, I have to at least try. This time, I don't feel as scared as I used to as when in this situation in the past. If she's not interested, at least I'll know. And when I do have occasion to ask her, that is, when I get another job out of...
when I was in ninth grade, or somewhere around there.
The boy was very angry with Mr. Shiftlet as well as well as Lucynell for leaving. The boy comes up with a brilliant idea; he calls the police and reports a stolen vehicle. He informs the police that an old 1920 Ford has been...
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...
but my parents dont care, well thats **** lost. Smoking up ciggerates I find on the streets, an escape says my brain from all this tragicness, im 15 years old, throwing my life away, just waiting for the end, yeah that final day, memories and thoughts haunting my head, its dark...
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...
Held against my chest
The gun is yours
The bullets are providedDeadly at their touch
This is my everything
My trust in you
You possess the knowledgeYou know every fear
Don't pull the trigger
I beg of you
Don't lose your coolStay close to me
Hold on, don't hesitate
explain this to you in a way that you might understand. I’ll try to start from the beginning, but even that might not be enough. You see, when I was little, when I was growing up, throughout my childhood, my parents ignored me. They never showed any interest in what I was...
i first heard of trolls quite some time ago and i still dont get it. all new people eventually ask what trolls are and its always some vague answer. ive never been privy to the people that seem to know about them. ive never seen one that i know of. i am a bit insecure like...
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...
My heart doesn't know; it wanders, it strays, it leaves and it stays, and so has it been for all of its days, but the Earth opens up to your delicate touch, the nightingale croons her crestfallen tune. The autumn swallows you up in its embrace. I looked, I almost.. then...
This morning while sitting at the breakfast table, looking at my daughter who was complaining that her brothers were traveling and she was unhappy she had to go to school. What is happiness for you? How do you see it? Can you buy it?
Happiness is a small box we keep hiding until...
Welcome to my autumnal garden of paradise delights
At 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...
.into a equally small balcony and look at all the depressing faces..gaunt out of lack of food and late night study...I must look like them too...a part of this machine. All for achieving a higher goal. I almost give up..I want to give up. One face catches my eye and smiles at me...
?? He will be coming to talk to me in a day or two. He left me cuz we fight to much but he might want To get back together.
I wanna be free
But not without you holding me
And baby I am one to see
Of the river valley.
Of all the oceans, lakes, the sky
And all the stars...