…or you could jump on the bandwagon for fun
hello, Tumblr.
i’ve decided to pay you more attention… so…
- Day 01- A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself
- Day 02- The meaning behind your Tumblr name
- Day 03- A picture of you and your friends
- Day 04- A habit that you wish you didn’t have
- Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to
- Day 06- Favorite super hero and why
- Day 07- A picture of someone/something that has the biggest impact on you
- Day 08- Short term goals for this month and why
- Day 09- Something you’re proud of in the past few days
- Day 10- Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad
- Day 11- Another picture of you and your friends
- Day 12- How you found out about Tumblr and why you made one
- Day 13- A letter to someone who has hurt you recently
- Day 14- A picture of you and your family
- Day 15- Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play
- Day 16- Another picture of yourself
- Day 17- Someone you would want to switch lives with for one day and why
- Day 18- Plans/dreams/goals you have
- Day 19- Nicknames you have; why do you have them
- Day 20- Someone you see yourself marrying/being with in the future
- Day 21- A picture of something that makes you happy
- Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else
- Day 23- Something you crave for a lot
- Day 24- A letter to your parents
- Day 25- What I would find in your bag
- Day 26- What you think about your friends
- Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge
- Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?
- Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned
- Day 30- Who are you?
maybe (hopefully) i will actually stick with it.
really.
I dreamt of you
on the plane.
when i awoke,
my eyes tried to fight
and my body turned
as my face laid
bathed in the light
from a window shaped like infinity.
I could have sworn
I could feel you
beside me..
So I kept my thoughts on repeat,
until my dreams
turned my thoughts
into reality.
At least while I’m in my own mind
you’ll be here too
-holding hands with forever
and telling me what you love
as I fall asleep
to the sound of the beauty of it all
I hope you’re wide awake and dreaming by now
and as selfish as it may be
I hope the dream you’re dreaming
is of me..
And I’ll keep those thoughts on repeat
At least in my mind, you’ll be close to me all the time,
And you’re here
holding hands with forever
singing songs about rain and your newfound sunlight
whispering who you love
and I’ll fall asleep to the sound of your breath
for infinity
Dammit I’m mad.
Evil is a deed as I live.
God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
Man, it is hot. I’m in it. I tell.
I am not a devil. I level “Mad Dog”.
Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
In my halo of a mired rum tin.
I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
Be still if I fill its ebb.
Ew, a spider… eh?
We sleep. Oh no!
Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
Both, one… my names are in it.
Murder? I’m a fool.
A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash,
A Goddam level I lived at.
On mail let it in. I’m it.
Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
A loss it is alas (sip). I’d assign it a name.
Name not one bottle minus an ode by me:
“Sir, I deliver. I’m a dog”
Evil is a deed as I live.
Dammit I’m mad.
tree hugger - antsy pants
This is just to say,
I have nothing left to say. really.
Summer, day 4:
So, while dancing around the mall with angela buying matching wrist warmers, Michael Jackson died of a heart attack.
ho.ly.crap.
summer, day 1:
after virtually clawing my eyes out one hour into summer starting due to the fact that my friends actually have social lives and i do not, i decided to be productive… my room, clean my papers, organized summer journal, started six flags tomorrow, south’s graduation is wednesday, battle of the bands thing friday, and color guard starts next thursday. I just have to make sure to keep myself busy. If i do, then it won’t be as miserable as it is every other year.
the pop rocks incident.
- Bri: i cnt stop coughingeww
- Me: why? pop rocks coming back?
- Bri: lmfao!
- Bri: mee omg i felt them pop n my tummy and in my throat and omg it was so weird
- Bri: i guess im not suppose to swallow them xD
- Me: haha thats why i told you not to drink
- Bri: and i felt it worse afetr tht XD
- Bri: it was a fun exerience
- Me: i realized you didnt know what they were after you put them in your mouth
- Bri: i was like wow theyre shinny i honestly thought they were just liek rock candy broken up
- Me: hahahaa im sorry
- Bri: its ok it was fun
- Me: try it again sometime?
- Bri: YESSSSYES
The Devil Wears Girl Jeans - Love She Wrote
Some jokes are short and elegant, like a mathematical proof or a midget in a ballgown.
Alice in Wonderland 2010 Depicted: Johnny Depp as the Mad Hatter
fingerprints
You never even gave her a chance…
all of her life, her youth, her innocence….
gone.
without a hand to hold dear when hers are shaking cold
….what have you done to her?
she’s beautiful
but you rouge her in sin
she’s growing
and you have her restrained
she’s scared
and you make her more fearful
she’s yours….
or under your iron thumb?
she cries herself to sleep
if she can sleep…
because insomnia creeps in
she sits up, awake, staring out the window
her heart emptied of a soul
…. did you take that from her, too?
she’s still hurting,
do you know?
she’s still bleeding,
do you care?
she’s still alone,
are you home?
mold her
while the clay is still fresh
was her best was not good enough for you?
….well, that’s you, and only you.
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