| I really think this is my best work so far. Tell me otherwise, if you want. |
| I really think this is my best work so far. Tell me otherwise, if you want. |
lazarus.peeking out from that old log that looks like london bridge before it fell down or a primitive man's traffic tunnel, i see you. all soft, dark button eyes and jigsaw puzzle scales. splotched with light brown over black, like the isles in the carribean or the bruises on my mother's neck. i've noticed you always slowly creep out of your hiding places exactly half an hour after all the noise has died away. if i was smart, i'd learn from your example just as you have learned from my mistakes.lazarus.
but the judgment in your eyes has always made me shake. most would say they're nothing but still, black globes in your head but when i look i
Stuff I Should've Told HimThings I should probably tell Rohi.Stuff I Should've Told Him
I. It has only been 48 hours since we spoke,
But I already feel like it’s been weeks. I have always felt this way,
Even though I know that you never will.
When you are away or refuse to speak with me, I feel fully capable of putting words
To the saddest classical ballads. This is true sometimes even when we ARE speaking, But only if I have to initiate the conversation.
II I have no interest in knife fighting, But I would let you teach me just to feel
The touch of your hand on my wrist &nbs
revolution contributionmy dear spectators,revolution contribution
this body is not your temple. i have no altar in my lungs for you to worship in and thank the good lord that you are breathing in a glorious example of existence. my heart is no well-to-do pastor, just a lost and red and plump cherub, but you're welcome to give him a home.
my dear spectators,
my shadow is sorry if it had misled you. it wants you to know that i do not walk weightlessly on concrete, i cannot grow in or thrive on the sunlight alone.
my shadow said itself, "i am not the girl with the ambitions, with the memories, with the mind, with the life. i am jus
an elegy for a cicada.i'd read that saying something three times makes it come true, like a spell, an enchantment. a curse.an elegy for a cicada.
i'm not saying that i ever found truth in those words, but when i was seven i wrote my wishes down three times on purple stationary and tucked them into drawers where they lay forgotten, and last night i woke up in a cold sweat and dug them out and smoothed their creases.
i had written, "i don't want grandpa to die/i don't want grandpa to die/i don't want grandpa to die," but he's buried beneath some marble slab and you are here, painful and human and blood and bone and your heart is going to break when she dies an
| Serra Parker Ray; I'm an aspiring writer that currently resides in Oklahoma. I rarely do photography, but when I do it's completely random and never very artistic. My writing isn't very good, but I feel like I'm slowly getting better. Feedback is appreciated. Yes, I play Dungeons and Dragons. |
dusk till dawn
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*shot for over-excitedness*
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"Ja da lass ich mir Zeit....etwas Kultur muss sein..."
Love is like a flower, even the most beautiful kind dies.
Don't like my art? Bring it on.
Yes. I'm a Nazi. >>
I will also out-Rammstein you.
-peeks-
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"Ja da lass ich mir Zeit....etwas Kultur muss sein..."
Love is like a flower, even the most beautiful kind dies.
Don't like my art? Bring it on.
Yes. I'm a Nazi. >>
I will also out-Rammstein you.
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Hello! Welcome to the world-which is mine now-How may I rule you today?
The regular.
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Hello! Welcome to the world-which is mine now-How may I rule you today?
The usual.
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Hello! Welcome to the world-which is mine now-How may I rule you today?
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