April 2011
14 posts
Day 2;
(Your crush.)
Dear my crush,
I have no idea who you are, nor what you look like. To tell you the truth, I don’t like having crushes. It seems silly at times. So you would probably drive me crazy. You would make my face turn red every time I would see you, and I would probably be embarrassed to talk to you.
And, I would try to wear perfume every time you were around.
Sincerely,
...
Day 1; Letter Challenge.
(Letter to your best friend.)
Dear Best Friend,
Well, there’s actually more than one of you, but I’m going to speak as if there is one.
I can’t thank you enough for how much you have helped me when I am down. You have inspired me to reach beyond that stars. Without you, I would not be here today. You correct me when I start to stray of the tracks. You care about me. You...
My train of thought lingers towards you.
I just. I don’t what to say.
I don’t know how I feel.
Actually, I do. You make me feel happy.
My heart turns warm when we talk.
My laugh is extra loud when you say something funny.
I act more strange around you, yet more like myself.
I always want to hug you, even though I don’t.
Perhaps I will soon.
I’m not saying I like or love you,
This is merely how I feel.
Vodoo Girl.
nateroxyoursoxs:
A beautiful piece of art, if I may say so myself.
Her skin is white cloth, and she’s all sewn apart and she has many colored pins sticking out of her heart.
She has many different zombies who are deeply in her trance. She even has a zombie who was originally from France.
But she knows she has a curse on her, a curse she cannot win. For if someone gets too close to...
ABR; Redemption. Beautiful.
I trust in you for life to live, and air to breath. Purity fills my lungs. I no longer live in solitude. No longer bound. My heart beats with great devotion. This is the start to a new beginning. On my knees praying for mercy. Hands raised high, humble and broken. Wanting your grace. Wanting your security. Memories of laying facedown, motionless, with such a hollow feeling inside. Soon I would end...
“You wanna be leader, Hannah? Then step it up.”
Unshackled.
Earth crumbles before my eyes.
My own nails dig into my skin.
Pupils constrict.
Shortness of breath. In. out. in.
My mind is swirling.
Cold sweat appears above my brow.
I feel you trying to close into me.
Your shadow leaves a cold presence.
Melancholy attempts to seep into my mind.
I stand before you, with closed eyelids.
But I am determined.
My eyes flash open.
Pupils dilate.
I...
I have four toes. That is all.
