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I've gone down the ranks. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!. HOW COULD THIS beeeee?. Well I wasn't posting for a while so I guess that may be it.
Inspiral tides of imagination, sweep wistfully across my life today, seven apparitions, dancing; A madrigal weave, a scarf from the old Middle East, Turkey or Egypt, a country rich in history to...
The whole gambit of emotions and feelings are here, there are sixteen to find, go ahead if you dare (any stand alone words do not count i.e.
My, my, my. What a day,. Henzy Frenzy. My, my, my. What a week. Henzy Frenzy. Tomorrow is Thursday. Thursday for me. Busy, busy, buzz, buzz. A-Buzzing like a busy-bee. Trying to find his honey juice.
#bestofopuss Oh, my train of thought Chugging away endlessly on The looping tracks of me I'm sorry for setting you On a course so unsteady And then losing you Somewhere in the mire.
Ahhh dreams Sweet dreams "kate wake up" Who said that "DINGDINGDINGDING" NNNOOOOOOO i have to get up No go to sleep But what about school.
Hmmm i should write something… YES. I LOVE WRITING STUFF. but what… I know a blog. But no one likes my blogs… Then make them better duh.
I wish I could talk like I think. Speak as fluid as I blink. I wish I could bottle my dreams, My laugh be as loud as my screams. I wish I could smile and it spread, As quickly as hair grows on my...
I'm going round the bend. But then I realised it was straight. I'm losing my marbles. But I never had any in the first place... As mad as a march hare, Why are they mad anyway.
It's time to sleep my mind as always has all these ideas flowing and flooding through it ill share with you.
Flow. Like the sea and the sand and a pen in my hand, Flow. Like the stars and the moon lighting up the gloom, Flow. I hope these words never stop else I think I will pop, Flow.
I am not in charge of what I do. My hand tells me what to write. My eyes tell me I have terrible penmanship. My hair tells me it likes being braided.
Write until the words form sentences...til the sentences become paragraphs...let ur tears b the ink...whether poetic or profound...just speak...let ur words expose ur soul...ur frustrations...ur...
If you are reading this then why. I told you not to.
I'm here. but I'm not. I'm high. but I'm not. I'm in the room with my family. but not here. I'm missing one of my senses. I'm here. but I'm not. I'm there. at the top. I'm high.
I've got vampires on my brain. And outside is covered in rain. My princess has the grumps. And I hate flat ballet pumps. I've been deprived of my sleep. Now the willow no longer weeps.
What do I want. I can honestly say I have absolutely no clue.
My heads all of a spin It feels like it's made of tin I've got dancing cows that moooo A fast train that goes choo choo.....
sleep. I want to sleep. but I don't. I love how my mind is when it's this late. it's open. it's honest. words can flow. I need to brush my teeth. I need to wash my face. I need to.
what if I don't want to be your one and only. what if I don't want forever. I want to go outside. I want to see the sun. I want to be alone. I want space. time and space. only time will tell.
"WE'RE ALL DOOMED!!!!!!!!!!!!!. Nah I'm just kidding we're going to be fine,except that one crazy guy over there." "Here is some advice for my future boyfriend, whoever he may be.
Travelling through my head Zoom. I think about everything in bed Was I mean today, is that what I said. Why is it actually called lead. Why does kids call teddy bears ted.
Words to paper no story to tell, Just writing words what the hell. Polar bear on thin ice, Eating cold chocolate it tastes nice. Lovely warm blanket Red in colour, Snuggle under with ones lover.
Hello again, today is Tuesday, December 4, 2012.