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I'm still not sure; how to use semi-colons..
I read, I write, I pretend to normal.
I'm still not sure; how to use semi-colons..
"During previous viewings of you I have noticed you have an enlarged prefrontal cortex, I imagine your descision making is on par with that of a white collar worker in the workplace.".
But what if we cry when we cut onions because many years ago there was a Great War between humans and onions and when we smell an onion we shed tears of sorrow at the lost-lost memory of those lost...
There are so many poems that talk about 'love', Sonnets, verses, they can't get enough. Roses may be red and violets blue, But what does it mean to say "I love you".
It's infinitely ginormous, (Like a huge Tyrannosaurus) But bigger, and not yet extinct. It's crammed full with wonder, And you can freely blunder, Through the jungle that is it's being.
"Yes, Wednesday is at that time in her life when she only has one thing on her mind." "Boys?" "Homicide." -The Addam's Family.
There once was a man named Bert, And with everyone he did flirt. He'd grin and he'd wink, But never did think, About the hearts he put on the brink..
We swapped round the names of people and food. "Pizza, what are we having for dinner?" "A lovely Phillip covered in some Margret, Pasta.".
A response to @nikujagagirl's 'Regular Girls vs. Me'. They wear a mask of blusher and lies, And that's okay with me. They hide insecurities behind their disguise, And that's okay with me.
We've all been guilty of it. Blaming society: complaining, moaning, groaning, that the community we live in simply isn't good enough. But YOU are society.
Boyfri(end). Girlfri(end). Bestfri(end). Fri(end). Pizz(always)..
Wouldn't it be nice. If we snuggled up together. Whispering innocent secrets, Talking about whatever. Wouldn't it be nice. If you kissed me on the cheek.
There are three types of people in this world: those who can count, and those who can't..
How do you make Holy Water. Boil the hell out of it..
Then:. My hands are tied. For all I've seen has changed my mind. But still the wars go on as the years go by. With no love of god or human rights. 'Cause all these dreams are swept aside.
Putting the world to rights, on the way to school. Taking all the shortcuts, because we're so cool. Doing maths homework, the lesson that it's due. Travelling in crowds, even to the loo.
Today at approximately 2:10 pm I graciously received my English Literature Writing Test exam results back and my teacher says that I should try my best to vary sentence length more whilst writing my...
So I hear the dyslexics tried to form an onion... - @Rimini.
Great poets can rhyme. Great poets are in time. Great poets create. Great poets don't hesitate. Great poets are precise. Great poets are nice. Great poets explore. Great poets want more.
I'm unique - just like everybody else..
In the very second that the muddled crew entered the cave, the shimmering sunlight illuminated the wondrous mountains of treasure that lay waiting.
A blood-red apple rots, Never to be bitten. Odd chapters of a story, Never to be written. Lonely tunes of sorrow, Hanging in the air. Cut-off conversations, Hanging without a care.
Roses are red. Violets are blue. Sunflowers are yellow. You probably thought I was being romantic but I was just listing gardening facts..
-----What is so wrong -----with t h i n k i n g -----INSIDE the box . -----S o m e o f m y -----very B E S T ideas -----have occurred TO -----ME whilst sitting -----in a w a r d r o b e.
So perfect and small. A beautiful miracle, Pure sweet innocence. Scabby, knobbly knees: Dirty white school uniform. Playful chants and screams. Great aspirations and dreams so impossible.
What if vampires actually enjoy the taste of garlic. Because then everybody who thought they were protecting themselves are actually flavouring their blood for vampires..
The scarlet range that creeps within, the soul of the unsuspecting. Fiery flames engulf the heart, the mind and body disconnecting. The emotionless pupils widen, insults drown the air.
Ingredients: -Three teaspoons of Creativity -A concentrated Passion for Words -A handful of ideas -3.7 grams of Determination Take three teaspoons of Creativity and leave to ripen in the full moon.
Oh how I wish that I could fly. I'd swoop straight up to the turquoise sky. I'd have a race with an airplane, Just as long as it didn't rain.
"I'm feeling so... orange today." "Huh?" "Well, I figured that you're blue when you're sad, and green when you're jealous. So you're orange when you're lonely." "Why orange.
@alligatorsky wants you all to know that she has not disappeared of the face of the earth - her Opuss app is just glitchy at the moment.
Fire was man's fiery friend, now man's enemy. Nature's harsh weapon. Wind and tornadoes, completely untameable. Air surrounds us all. Water so vast and innocently pale blue. Ships have felt it's...
They're like- "HEY. I'm black, white, and Asian.".
Please don't worry, About my rhyme, Please don't worry, I'm totally fine. Please don't worry, I was just trying something new. Please don't worry, But I do thank you.
*I'm writing this at 11:54 PM. Judge me all you like, but this is a bit more sinister than my usual stuff...* The sun has long abandoned me, replaced by the silver moon.
Some words are so sharp that they slash through the air, yet others are so light they seem to float away like clouds. Certain words are used so much that they loose meaning.
Labyrinth of mirrors: a million confused faces gawp straight back at me. Popcorn, candy floss, soon-to-be toothless children. A dentist's nightmare. The rusty rails guide me through the bloody tour.
Hello Mr. Hummingbird, do you mind if I have a word. You see a while ago I met a butterfly, who was very gracefully fluttering by.
“I’d never say anything interesting if I didn’t quote myself.” -M.Y. Self.
You can roll the golden dice, If you're prepared to pay the price. A missing cat, an ill Aunt, the ever-growing list of things you can't bear to think of, and you despise.
1) Scan a zebra with a barcode scanner. 2) Make a life-size sculpture of myself purely from Lego. 3) Have an extended-edition Lord of the Rings marathon. 4) Complete a Rubix Cube.
In the fourteen years of my existence, I have hardly aged a day..
Dear John Doe Don't you know, No name for you, And me too. The only thing, Sings clear to me: He and she, Meant to be. Nobody thinks, Shades of pinks, Our wedding colour, Never duller.
If I ruled the world, socks would be sold in threes. Because then that way, Nobody would have cold knees. If I ruled the world, Police would have space hoppers.
Grinning Cheshire cat, a mad man wearing a hat; Alice has arrived..
They say the eyes are windows to the soul, but what if the curtains are closed?.
So the other day I was making an omelette, when all of a sudden I saw a squirrel playing an accordion. A plethora of emotions almost swept me off my feet, disturbing my previous state of ataraxy.
We shall write on the beaches, we shall write on the landing grounds, we shall write in the fields and in the streets, we shall write in the hills; we shall never stop writing and even if, which I do...
With fancy lotions,. and sweet-smelling potions,. with glorious bubbles big,. enough to contain a pig,. with fizzes and pops,. the sharp scent of lemon drops,. with technicolour swirls,.
Tomorrow I'll made a story/poem from all the words that people have chosen. And yes, this is a desperate attempt for inspiration. I'm running out of mojo, okay?!.
I've just gotten back from a dreaded photoshoot. Thanks to Henry, we had to give up half way through because he fancied a snooze.
There's a time of which none speak, A secret time lost in the briny deep. You know all about... Half time, big time, break time, lunch time, dinner time.
"I'd rather fall in chocolate than fall in love.".
The mightiest sword that you ever did see, stabbed the dragon's crest, blood flowing down to it's knee. It roared so loud, that the knight did tumble.
Loud, beeping machines. Anxious relatives await, holding sad bouquets..
I love Rimini's cynical views. I love Yomna's honesty. I love Emma's insanity. I love Hannah's creativity. I love Rachel's randomness. I love Kayleigh's kindness. I love Sophie's acceptance.
I've had so many vivid dreams recently it's unreal. And I'm talking at least two a night. They're all so bright and colourful, it's like someone has suddenly boosted the contrast.
I pray for world peace, the safety of kittens, and that Peter Jackson doesn't f*ck up The Hobbit..
Day 10) the lyrics to your favourite song.
Day 9) a list of countries you've visited. -England -Ireland -Scotland -Wales -France -Belgium -Spain -USA -Canada -Majorca -Italy -Tunisia -Turkey -Corsica.
Day 8) a diary entry from a pet's perspective. Dear Diary, Today I ate some carrots. They tasted of disappointment, seeing as Wednesday is cabbage night. Sigh. Stupid humans, think they're all it.
Day 7) script for a one-minute radio show. S: Hello & welcome to *cheesy intro music* How Pun-derful. I am your host, Stephen Fry* and today's guest is Miranda Hart. Hello Miranda. M: Bonjour.
I am sorry for momentarily leaving you. I was [insert excuse here] and simply could not post. Do not fear - I have returned, and am even more awesome than before.
They wear make-up because they want to look pretty. They wear expensive clothes because they want to look rich. They wear tan because they want to look cosmopolitan.
I swam the blue sea, I paid the costly fee. I heard the screams, I dreamt terrible dreams. I waited for a year, I cried many a tear. I played with fire, I climbed the church spire.
Day 6) the last joke you told. Why did Professor Snape stand in the middle of the road. So nobody knew what side he was on..
A coloured man was on a bus full of white people. He completely ignored the sign at the front seats that said 'WHITES ONLY' and sat down. For a few moments, the white passengers stared at the man.
Bella: I know what you are. You're impossibly fast. And strong. Your skin is pale white, and ice cold. Your eyes change colour and you never eat or come out into the sun. Edward: Say it.
Cages crush our souls, our dreams escape through the bars. Nothing left but fear..
Day 5) ode to the first object on your left. Ode to slinky.
Today, I cut about 1/3 of my hair off. Thankfully it turned out okay, but seeing as I don't really give a crap about my appearance it was hardly a life/death situation.
Day 4) a limerick about your closest friend. There once was a girl named Rim, Gale. She adored him. She was completely obsessed, had him tattooed on her chest, and at fangirling, she was the best..
The lonely waiter, sits at an empty table. Slowly sipping his coffee..
“Your time is limited, don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living the result of other people’s thinking.
We are golden and we are free. No net can hold us down. We sing a tune, dance happily. Over the candyfloss cloud. Then they appear, in grey uniforms. A haunting parade of fear.
Day 3) a recipe for the last cake you baked.
The dream-catcher hunts, in the luminous black night. Searching for wonders. With a cloak of stars, he reaches into quiet minds, and sets the dreams free.
I just re-read Half Blood Prince, my favourite book in the Harry Potter series. Just in case you didn't know because you've been living under a rock, I am a die-hard Harry Potter fan.
Those who finish what they started, and.
Day 2) a review of a movie beginning with the letter b. Battleship. *Be warned: highly cynical comments galore in this post.* Three stars out of ten. Sorry to be negative, but Rihanna...
She cries because she's ugly, she cries because she's alone. She cries because her parents won't listen, she cries when he won't answer his phone.
2 ∞ + ->.
I can't get it out of my head, It's driving me insane. My dirty little fantasy, Calling out my name.
"You don't truly understand how much you love someone until it's too late.".
My rank has dropped from 41 to 99 in six hours. I'm a little sad, but I've had my time in the top 50, now it's someone else's turn.
Day 1) a haiku about your favourite food. Bubblegum pink, with soft, cloud-like whisps of sugar. So much fun to eat..
I don't have stretch marks. However, I do have scratches where the sexy beast inside me has tried to escape..
O hipster my friend, O hipster you fool, You drink tea not coffee, Wow, you're so cool. O hipster my friend, O hipster you twit, Your jeans are too tight, Why do you think you're 'it'.
A long time ago, a scrawny boy with glasses Crept into my heart..
1) A haiku about your favourite place. 2) A review of a film starting with the letter B. 3) The recipe for the last cake you baked. 4) A limerick about your closest friend.
You should follow @lookuptoclouds Because she's Chinese, and when China takes over the world, the only ones that will be spared are rubber ducks and their allies.
In most parts of the world, when a bridge is needed it is built from wood, steel or concrete. But in Cherrapunji in northeastern India, the locals are much more patient.
“After all to the well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.” -Albus Dumbledore.
I wonder how many hours I've spent happily ambling through Opuss. A lot, probably.
All the other girls, Spend hours on their curls, Talking about guys, Spreading twisted lies. And all the other boys, Treat the girls like toys, Expected to be a tool, Because its seen as cool.
I feel under so much pressure. I'm really bad at coping with stress, and being a teenager is hard enough (thanks, Media) without all the extra crap from various other aspects of my life.
Face of a franchise, legendary Pokemon, most common favourite..
Please stop asking me to find your x. She's not coming back. And don't ask y either..
Bake it or fry it, but you cannot deny it bacon is the best..
1) Somebody, somewhere, loves you. 2) The world is full of infinite possibilities. Anything can happen. 3) There is always someone that is worse off than you.