Roses and Hearts, they seem to be everywhere lately.  |
You TalkYou'll just talk. And talk and talk and talk. You know right? That I don't mind listening. I think that in some twisted way my ears were meant to take in every word a person utters, and body is designed to withstand every pain that is put upon my shoulders. I can not help to cry when others cry. Or feel an undesired aching spread across my limbs when I've seen a person injured.You Talk
I've been thinking. . . that words are the hardest to withstand. The hardest to run from. Words are an over flow of emotion, and every type of pain is expressed through them. Yet simply seeing? A memory is so easy to block. I've beco
What is the Meaning of A Ring?On a park bench sat a women, twirling a beautiful golden ring with a rather large diamond on her left ring finger. She examined the ring multiple times before taking it off her hand and rolling it in her palm, very much tempted to see how far the small piece of jewelry would fly if she so happened to chuck it.What is the Meaning of A Ring?
So enticed was she in her thoughts that when a man of relative age to her own sat down mere inches away she did not notice. Nor did she notice when he examined her movements, still rolling the ring in her palm, or the slight smile that appeared on his face soon there after. What she did notice, however, was the voice that
Somedays ComingSomeday, i'll move to an island where the skies always blue and the sun stays high.Somedays Coming
And, Someday, i'll walk across a bridge with a good intention, maybe I'll go fishing someday.
Right now, I'm sitting at a desk with a pen and a paper, waiting on a bell to ring.
Thinking,
I'd like to go somewhere where the airs lots clearer and somedays not so far away.
But while I'm waiting, I think that'll I'll survive with my pen and my paper dreaming of a someday soon,
then I'll move to an island where the air's a lot clearer and the skies and the sun unite, &n
Fairy Tale For The Modern AgeOnce upon a time, in a kingdom far, far away, a fair, brown haired, gold eyed, princess lived, trapped in a mighty palace as a slave of her country. Desperate to be free she snuck out each night, and ran free on the streets of her kingdom as a normal citizen. Then, one night, while running around at one of the night festivals, the princess spotted one of the guards from the palace beating down a young man. Enraged, the princess ran to the guard and threw the closet thing she could at him, a chair. The guard fell with a yell while the princess helped the man to stand and run away. When the man and the princess were on the outskirts of the kingFairy Tale For The Modern Age
*This area has been blown up*  |
Filling The Space 
Tired
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Buzzinga!
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"I'd really just rather live for the fun of it."
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Buzzinga!
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"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle." -Plato
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"I'd really just rather live for the fun of it."
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"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle." -Plato
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"I'd really just rather live for the fun of it."
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"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle." -Plato
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"Where would I go with no You to run to,
No You to hold me when I am afraid?
Where would I be with no You beside me?
I oughta know it by now, without You there is no me.
Oh, there's no me." ~No You, by ZOEGirl
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