April 2012
22 posts
“Storybooks are based on what? Imagination? Where does it come from? It has to...”
– Jefferson/The Mad Hatter, Once Upon A Time (via longlivethecaptain33
“Life is like a combination lock; your job
is to find the right numbers, in the...”
Apartment Window
Dust swirling, hair loose messily swaying in one ribbon - one ribbon soaked in mustiness that comes with owning a cat and never letting it out. Window cracked open - let the life in.
Pages scatter, sudden waves of breeze break through, inhale the wafts that come with the morning sun, light sees ways to rid this tiny room of motes. Exhale the emptiness, begin again.
Watch sighted, thoughts...
“Storybooks are based on what? Imagination? Where does it come from? It has to...”
– Jefferson/The Mad Hatter, Once Upon A Time (via longlivethecaptain33)
Chalk Wonders →
March 2012
59 posts
“Do what you can, with what you have,
where you are.”
- Theodore...”
R- Rated Sugar Rush
My hands I tell to stretch for the stars.
My eyes dream of cupcakes and coffee, oh my.
My fingers instead reach out to grab those blasted chocolate bars
My eyes I do try to close, oh yes I try and I try.
My mind deceives me with spoonfuls of guilt bite after bite.
My hands now think this heaven and hell rolled into ecstasy.
My body heats up with glee, while my eyes roll white.
Oh no wait...
The Right Words Written
Could it be our time for love
summer breezes, you’re close by
Though I can’t seem to find the words I’ll write until my pen runs dry
I love you more than letters can say searching for that perfect line
My carpet covered in crumpled notes trying to say, thank God you’re mine
I’d love to write upon your heart please stay with me, I’ll pass the test
It’s hard to express the way I feel but I...
Love it and Hate it
I am skin, stretched thinner over the years. I am bones, broken underneath of a cracking shell. I am blood, running blacker as days run quicker. I am a heart, willing itself to beat despite tortured uncertainty. I am smiles and teardrops and crinkles that bunch next to my green eyes when I find myself laughing — brown hair that falls to my shoulder blades and...
“Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.”
