WolfsongAnd so the ostrich and the hare buried their heads in the sand, inducing the world’s most passionate underground love affair- it classified itself among the beasts of ocean floors and caves, as sightless as a bat, as intuitive as the lost vulture. All the while, the wolf turned her head away from the scene, turned away and stretched her capable neck to howl at the moon- to howl a song so bittersweet and sentimental that the heavens themselves would quake with sorrow:Wolfsong
The Heavenly Father sees all Knows how the blind fools Dance under the red moon “Hidden” from the very eyes of God
HiddenSometimes, late at night, I stay awake and type away on the computer… I am trying to write myself a letter like that of Valerie. Yet, with each attempt, I find myself growing farther away from myself… all of the things I have learned swirl around in my head, all of the ideals and morals and insights and even false conclusions, generosities of literature past, folklore and children’s rhymes with hidden meanings… I look back on myself to find that I have learned so much…. Only to isolate my own mind from everyone. I have spent days analyzing the world’s finest literature and art only to lock the knowledge up insideHidden
Stay“Wait,” she commanded, grabbing his shoulder and spinning him round to face her. “Don’t give up on me. Don’t leave me alone because you’re afraid I don’t love you. Don’t deny me because you’re not strong enough to hold yourself up on your own.” She fell back and shrank into a corner, her hand reaching up to claw at her skin, her arm clenched around her chest. “You can’t believe that I’m that strong, no matter how cunning I may be. You can’t be that much of a fool. Not with me. YouStay
All Or NothingWe've derived our months from yesterdays Our tears from yesterlives We've lived and fell from our foundations And endured our toxic fumes We've let ourselves be heroes Be villains, be enemies We've forgotten to remember Yet remembered to forget We've forged connections between hearts And we've watched them rust and wear We've begged for crucifixion And complained when we received it We've been threatened by the world And by ourselves Yet we've continued to trudge the deserts ofAll Or Nothing
I Wonder WhyI wonder why Words flow so easily from my weathered lips While flying down the highway At a hundred miles per hour I wonder why I never sought solstice In the brown paper bags I kept my heart in all these years I wonder why Cats aren't considered a medical remedy For depression or loneliness Or if maybe they're a symptom I wonder why Chess isn't a contact sport When it's about war strategy And those who control death win every game I wonder why &nbI Wonder Why
My LieWhy can't I go Where I want to be What I want to see What's in front of me?My Lie
Why can't I say What I want to hear What I need to know What's affecting me?
Just give me a chance to tell you the truth Before you turn away just show a little ruth You think you know me, but do you know my lie I wish I could tell you but you're choking my mind
Why won't I leave When I want to grieve While I want to seize The day, 'cause I believe
I believe a day will come When we'll walk under the sun Holding hands and having fun &n
Dear World,Dear world,Dear World,
As it is, I'm fleeing you For the sake of my sanity I cannot comply, your commonplace rules Your logical endeavors However, I'll miss your thunderous heartaches Your frozen kisses and hair of moss Your depth will remain unforgotten And your fury ever challenged By the bravest of the dead And the brig
| Me. |
4 Months
Shitty
for the win.
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Beware the housewife.
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Tu me manque... télé
Mi dor de tine.
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"...but I believe errors, especially written errors, are often the only markers left by a solitary life: to sacrifice them is to lose the angles of personality, the riddle of a soul."
-Mark Z. Danielewski
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
[The remainder of this message I will continue to send on, but I don't think friendship, good or bad, can really be judged by "number of replies". ]
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're a bad friend
4-6 you're an ok friend
7-9 you're a good friend
10-& Up you're a great friend
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Leave the end to me, I'll finish before it begins, before you end, before I even start.
-theklauz
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
[The remainder of this message I will continue to send on, but I don't think friendship, good or bad, can really be judged by "number of replies". ]
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're a bad friend
4-6 you're an ok friend
7-9 you're a good friend
10-& Up you're a great friend
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Live fully, Love truely, Laugh often, and Remember the past
How are you, enjoy prom?
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It all passes like rain on the mountain
You've been drive-by glomped by a bookwyrm.
scary.
I LOVE YOU!!!
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War may be necessary for our society; doesn't mean I like it. Hippie Bus all the way.
Its the Eh-atar!
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How you been?
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I get by with a little help from my friends; I get high with a little help from my.. Tuba..? - Jenn
"You're the best Mormon dancer ever! I mean.. You actually danced at Prom! It was a mind-blowing experience!" -Alex♥
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~And Morgan says, “Maybe love won’t let you down; all of your failures are training grounds, and just as your back’s turned you’ll be surprised,” she says, “as your solitude subsides.”~
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When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, "I used everything you gave me." -Prachi Vadodaria
Its the Eh-atar!!!!!!
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