The Sky is blue
The clouds are red
My life is:
Beautifully Topsy-Turvy
Wonderfully Destroyed
Perfectly Chaotic
Silently Explosive
Carefully Rebellious
I'm living the upside-down-cake
version of an apple pie nation.
Ballads of gluesticks. by Scallywagsqueak, literature
Literature
Ballads of gluesticks.
promises of forever only
mean nothing
construction
paper
love
i trusted it
landscape of paper pieces
pasted with care
peeling torn trees
damp hate
shredded
goodbye mister
construction paper love
i miss you
He was the dark I craved.
I was the light He searched for.
There were whispered I love you(s)
i believed Him. He was always convincing when he smiled.
We laughed and drew pictures
He lied and made believe
i wished upon a shooting star
He lurked in the darkness
i asked about the future
He assured me it was safe (that stupid smile of his)
He wanted normal and happy
i was made of strange
they were happy for some time
now he's the one wishing
years after and I seem happy
I think i'll always be sad.
Black Language Told in Bitter chant
Screamed Symphony
Whispered Memory
Power Beneath Dark Chains
Raw Sound
Smooth Iron
Moaned Death
A story of Worship
Felt & Shown
Through the Void of Music
A smile
A look
A grin
It can be as simple as hello
or as complex as goodbye
It's wanting someone
to the
p
o
i
n
t
of pain
Despair after a few simple minutes
of separation
The willingness to do anything
"Morning comes whether you set the alarm or not."
~Ursula K. Le Guin
Are you ready for it?
Are you prepared for whatever life throws at you?
Are you ready to learn from it?
That's the most
important
part
of
life,
learning
The Sky is blue
The clouds are red
My life is:
Beautifully Topsy-Turvy
Wonderfully Destroyed
Perfectly Chaotic
Silently Explosive
Carefully Rebellious
I'm living the upside-down-cake
version of an apple pie nation.
"Morning comes whether you set the alarm or not."
~Ursula K. Le Guin
Are you ready for it?
Are you prepared for whatever life throws at you?
Are you ready to learn from it?
That's the most
important
part
of
life,
learning
A smile
A look
A grin
It can be as simple as hello
or as complex as goodbye
It's wanting someone
to the
p
o
i
n
t
of pain
Despair after a few simple minutes
of separation
The willingness to do anything
Black Language Told in Bitter chant
Screamed Symphony
Whispered Memory
Power Beneath Dark Chains
Raw Sound
Smooth Iron
Moaned Death
A story of Worship
Felt & Shown
Through the Void of Music
He was the dark I craved.
I was the light He searched for.
There were whispered I love you(s)
i believed Him. He was always convincing when he smiled.
We laughed and drew pictures
He lied and made believe
i wished upon a shooting star
He lurked in the darkness
i asked about the future
He assured me it was safe (that stupid smile of his)
He wanted normal and happy
i was made of strange
they were happy for some time
now he's the one wishing
years after and I seem happy
I think i'll always be sad.
Ballads of gluesticks. by Scallywagsqueak, literature
Literature
Ballads of gluesticks.
promises of forever only
mean nothing
construction
paper
love
i trusted it
landscape of paper pieces
pasted with care
peeling torn trees
damp hate
shredded
goodbye mister
construction paper love
i miss you
Current Residence: In my very happy place. Favourite genre of music: Punk Cabaret. Favourite photographer: Nomkcalb MP3 player of choice: iVan! Shell of choice: Sea Wallpaper of choice: Paisley Skin of choice: Any skin will do. Favourite cartoon character: Road Runner Personal Quote: It's not about making good choices, it's about living with the choices you make.
Favourite Visual Artist
Dali, or Warhol.
Favourite Movies
Bandits.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
I'm currently digging on "A Perfect Circle".
Favourite Writers
Dorothy Parker
Favourite Games
Clue
Tools of the Trade
Paint, sharpies, yarn.
Other Interests
Making life amazing for as many people as possible.
I have a new AIM name. All of you should say hello to me!
I love having people to chat with.
The new name is:
WildebeestLove.
I hope I hear from you soon!
This is broken into a two part rant of sorts.
Part 1: Where the hell am I going to live?
I have nowhere to go. I don't have a house to live in. I don't know if I will have a house to live in. I'm practically alone. No car. Very little money. And I have nowhere to go. Going home to live with my parents is not an option. I would wither away. I can't live there, not anymore. I need a home..not a house...a home. I don't want somewhere to live. I want somewhere where I can be myself. I need a home where I can be wanted and loved. I have one right now, I adore where I live. It's going away in another month or so. I live with my au
In my last journal I said I was two inches taller than the average male in the US. I would like to make an amendment to that statement.
I've been growing here recently. I'm now 3 inches taller than the average male in the US....