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I wish I was a butterfly. As graceful as can be. I wish I was a killer whale. I'd own the deep blue sea. I wish I was a Tamarin. Swinging tree to tree. I wish I was a crocodile.
That itch I had, it's back. I'll take my mind and scratch. Inspiration flows. My hands, they know. To write the hurt away. To write for better days. My perspective view has changed.
Yesterday was one of those days that begin with a fanfare. From morning until evening, everything goes smoothly.
Still alone. I feel it. Laughing helps. A little bit. But I need. Another her. For us to. Explore the world. So I don't feel. dead inside. Someone that. Understands this side. The one I hide.
The hounds are panting at my heels, but I've a clear head start don't know where I'm running to, somewhere different, somewhere smart.
I have itchy feet A world for me to explore Although I'm happy I'm hungry for more My life is ticking I can't slow down time There's so much I want Too much to make mine I'm a country girl But...
Field of flowers, hope so bright, Just the one I need. Set me free, launch my flight, Plant my new grown seed. Round I wander, picking stems, Grow my mind just right.
Sat there Blank page Before you And there Is nothing Nothing Nothing...
One morning I shall wake. Amid the new days break. The living will be easy. And not so tough to take. One morning I will find. Something good within the grind. Beautiful and gentle.
I am back to Square One. Square One is the sad, lonesome square that prompted me to join OkCupid in a desperate attempt to progress to Square Two. What are these "Squares" you speak of, Victoria.
A shell upon a shingle beach, Hiding, yet to be found, Use sandy grains to scour your dreams, Feet firmly on the ground, Reality's a fact of life, It's charred your innocence, The harshest words and...
I am from music, from Sony head phones and hoodies. I am from the gossip of small town people. I am from sunflowers, roses, and weeds, the colors making me feel like I'm home.
You can see. What we could be. If only you opened your eyes. And saw me. You can see. What we could be. You opened your eyes. And told me. You saw. What I wanted us to be. You opened your eyes.
Eyes will drip, mouths will speak, Eyes will cry, hearts will sneak. Hearts will hide but eyes will peek. At first glance, the future looks bleak.
#sundayrepost As you sit there moulding your character. Sculpturing his intentions. Directing his reflection. Naming his corrections. Giving him false direction. Inside i die a bit more.
Touch one side, Race to the other, Not knowing where, Don't know another, Reach the sky, It'll fall on you, Pretty soon.
It seems like I've been lying to myself for a while. It seems I've been playing with my emotions, and covering my heart when it tries to reveal the truth.
8:00. time to get dressed. turn on some music. fuck stress. Prozac and cereal. then run to the door. grab my board. and fucking hit the floor. time to go. and go and go.
#100things 1. I want to own a penguin. Like seriously why not. 2. I have a Spider-Man pillow and I love it. (Hence why I'm bringing it up again) 3. Sometimes it's nice to take cold showers.
#100Things I like... 1. Singing 2. Dancing 3. Writing poetry 4. Composing shorts songs 5. Baking with glee 6. Rocking out on guitar 7. Watching nature take its course 8. Cooking Italian food 9.
#100things 51. Finding subliminal messages in cartoons 52. Admiring the color red (such a lovely color!) 53. Read/ make up stories to my little cousins 54. Having afternoon tea 55.
#100things I have not yet seen an #100things Opuss with a hundred things listed on it, so I am determined to do it all in one.
The days when happiness was no struggle, Head held high with confidence. How have I gotten to where I am now, Shy and insecure with little confidence.
(Not completed. Only 18 things) This is a list of things I like to do in my free time. #100things 1. Writing. I love writing down my feelings. It's the only way to truly express myself.