Here You Go
Honestly I believe that no one has their lives figured out at all. That the things people do have are their dreams/wishes/hopes/faith in things. That is what there is I suppose. You can be a turtle, superhero, and princess I think. I mean what is our imagination for? It would be ideal for everything for one day out of their lives or a week or three weeks to run around with a cape made out of...
watchouttheworldisallover asked: What is one of your Dreams? To do I mean, in life. Something you are very passionate about or wish to be passionate about. You don't have to answer that question at all, I mean, you could just say anything you want.
It was hot. Well, actually no. It wasn’t. Hot was an understatement. Sweltering was a better word. The seventh circle of Hell was even more accurate. I had thought going outside would be cooler. Breezes blowing by every now and then, shade beneath some trees, and most importantly no tiny cramped house filled with other people’s body heat to be trapped in. Of course, all those...
Babs Silverwood: I’m in a park, listening to a man... →
babssilverwood: I’m in a park, listening to a man who is dying. He is furiously loud about the matter— staggering, stomping, spitting, heaving, cursing. He’s casting slimy pieces of himself directly from his mouth onto every living thing in the park but me. He’s intent on hollowing out whatever insides he’s got left. He will not go quietly. I began annoyed at his demand for an audience,...
What the fuck
Went out to dinner. Found out my aunt has no morals. Not that I thought she had many to begin with. She stole the salt and pepper shakers. And a napkin that she wrapped them in. This woman is 46. What the fuck! She wasn’t even stealing them for herself, because she lives with us and we have salt and pepper shakers. She stole them for her boytoy. Again, what the fuck?! I had plans to steal...
My dad is a huge dick. He always has really strong, negative opinions about things he knows nothing about or has read or seen briefly. Ass.
I heard the shutter clicks on his camera as he snapped photographs. He always liked to take pictures of me in the morning when I was dosing myself with coffee and reading a book. It’s when I looked the prettiest, he said. He claimed to like me better with tousled, uncombed hair, no makeup, and wearing only loose pajamas. He said I was beautiful then. He said. He said all those things but I...
For god's sake Katherine, stop saying you're...
What are you sorry for? NOTHING! It’s just a kneejerk reaction when I talk to him and say something stupid. Stop saying it. Sor- STOP!
thelifeofmonty replied to your post: I think I’m going to give me ex a second chance. … Drop his ass at the first sign of him reverting. lol That’s what I aim to do. I hope I don’t let myself get caught up again. I think I’ll be better about not taking his shit. Because these last few months have proved that I don’t need him or anyone else for me to be happy.
I think I’m going to give me ex a second chance. I also think I sound like one of those idiot girls that just keep going back to a guy over and over again even though he’s hurt them so many times. But I really think things are different this time. I know that sounds typical too, but it’s true. He said sorry to me. He apologized! I have never once heard a “sorry” come...
Funkadelic - Maggot Brain
For what its worth, i am sorry for everything that has happened, both on your...– I don’t know what to think anymore. But this sentence makes me so happy or relieved or both. I don’t know. But an apology is all I ever wanted from him. And it took a year and a half to get it, but now I do. I don’t know what to do…
Why does poison taste so sweet? And rot your insides with every drink. You know it’s bad, but you go back to take a sip, wondering, just wondering, if the cyanide’s turned to wine. But no, it’s just as toxic as ever.
nobodykn0ws-deactivated20130103 asked: Your post from two days ago about how you have questions he will never answer is so unbelievable applicable to my life. You're a great writer. I also feel like we have lots in common (that's not related to the last sentence; I don't think I'm a great writer haha)!
I realized today that I know one of the poems assigned over the summer. I sang it in choir. The Tyger. Ah serendipity. Video latah.
He has my fingerprints on him. Literally. We were drunk. Well, buzzed. We were definitely intoxicated, but not so bombed we were completely off our rockers. Though, I suppose we might not have known how drunk we were if we really did go out of our minds that night. And it was highly possible we were out of our minds. We went to a little tattoo parlor. A hole in the wall but to our clouded eyes...
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This sounds so pretty.
andthemourningdovesang-deactiva asked: Not a question, but I dig the fact that you like Kurt Vonnegut because he is one of my favorites and severely underrated :]
I started an argument that has now consumed the entire class: reptar vs godzilla.
lesgroper asked: Red Vines or Twizzlers?
If you wanted to ask me things, I wouldn't mind.
Interesting things. Fun things. Let’s not stress Miss Katherine out too much with nasty anons today.
I’m applying for this job over the summer. It’s called Camp Sweat and they send you all around the town just doing random jobs for a month. I’ve never had a job before. Hmm…. I’m nervous they won’t hire me. Because they asked for previous work experience and I’m like, “……. None…….” I have this fear that no one will...
c-ffeebreak asked: damn, if you wrote that thing with the "alone alone alone" part, then damn. you're an amazing writer. :)
if you didn't, it was an amazing piece.
if you didn't, it was an amazing piece.
I cut my foot on that rock once. We kissed behind that pile of forgotten driftwood. He told me he loved me for the first time when we were picking out seashells from that mound of sand. It’s funny how much you can love and hate a place when there are memories lurking in every corner. Shadows of the past. Of the people you used to be. The sound of waves breaking on the shore outside the...
I feel bad for Jon in Garfield.
Because he ate the same thing EVERY DAY! I always thought it was meatloaf, peas, and potatoes. Every. Damn. Day. And then this Garfield bitch saunters in and gobbles it all up. Actually, now that I think of it, Garfield had a bigger dietary range than Jon. And he’s a cat! He ate pizza, lasagna, doughnuts, cake, hamburgers, -insert junk food here-, and of course, catfood. That’s...
Woot! 300 followers! Another one of those "Why in...