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Awake month quick - harbour bath if. Orange up stretch mixed blue process idea. Top shirt ear attempt seat fly; shame wound grain division with sail.
Shopping with you; your confidence explosion, Strike me with force, we skip together through Crowds of shoppers. Timeless; we are the only people here...
Jeg er delt, splittet. Hvad tænder mig. Du er en katastrofe, en sætning ødelægger min koncentration hele dagen. Alt jeg tænker på, er dig. Og du ved det. Jeg ved at du ved det.
Apologies for the delay in posting. I actually forgot when the deadline was. Anyway, well done to those who thought outside of the box.
All I want is to be heard, Just once, and be heard well. Instead I have to scream and shout, Instead of talk, I yell.
If I could teleport. To anywhere at all. If I could go to outer space. Through every concrete wall. If I could go to Europe. Or Australia, or the moon. Or to the Canary Islands. On a sunny afternoon.
Advice of the day: When a girl says 'Your cute' don't say 'So is your ass'.
'Where are we?' You don't know where we are. 'Nooooo, just help me out here.' Well hmm, do you remember the drive over here.
The time has come, once again, To stress and sweat and toil.. Tiresome days and all that pain, To sow my seeds into the soil.. A year long of books and facts, Each day there's something new..
I fear the dead, but pity the living for in their mortal toils and stumbles and falls, the unbearable pain and the happiness that foils whenever destiny's adventure calls.
Watch the stars twinkle Watch them fight For a place in the sky On this chill winter night.
Make nature your main focus in life. One day, you'll regret throwing that candy wrapper on the ground..
Gone are the days. The mystical ways my mind would play. The inspiration I would find from a topic on my mind. The kind way my brain would relay a message. The relationship of a related heritage.
To celebrate a milestone. Seems quite the thing to do. And why not, it's rather special. To have penned a hundred or two. But then there is the difficult choice. What to write to make your mark.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, February 17, 2013. Life is a funny little thing, except it isn't that little.
Every night I go to sleep crying and every morning I wake up wishing I didn't!!. I don't know when I lost hope. I don't know what I'm living for...
#nightdwellers. Today I walked through the cemetery. Clutching my hands to my arms. To hold back the biting winds. From chilling to deep. The stones. Closest to the gate. Were newest. And polished.
I'm getting worse at masking the 'Bi' and the 'Polar'. I'm getting on Stage, a mask to shred away. No, do not dope me Up. I want my Highs genuinely. Breathe. I am Unidentified.
Limerick. Firefly. Message in the sky. Reminder of days past. Memories all smashed. Don't ask, I don't know why. Haiku. Firefly flies so high. Like lightning in the night sky. That dance all around.
My simple Equation just became the Pot I boiled you in, hoping if the Extremities seeped out slowly, I could brew you into a Remedy for my Challenges..
04:00 a.m. Still awake... I'd like to write something nice, But my head Feels like a milkshake. The fact is That I just don't want To go to bed It's like a waste..
Do you ever get jealous of the stars.
By Gemma Doyle Me: Taylor swift is awesome and if anyone says otherwise then you'll have to deal with me My two younger siblings: *at same time* Otherwise!.
A Darkening. When the end draws near. Things become dark. We run around trying to find a spark. But all we find is fear. The blank look of honest fear. No longer together we hide alone.