December 2011
2012 resolution
Prove myself that I’m always good enough for everybody. I don’t live to be a replica of someone & I live the way I am.
November 2011
The King of Kings
A man came here like no other,
My King, my lord and my redeemer,
Who am I and why me?
I am left to wonder
That a man should die,
To save me dishonour.
I am ashamed, quivering and anguish
Oh lord is cast upon me…
To know that you died
For a sinner like me?
All praise and honour I give unto you,
My king and redeemer,
I give my life back to you.
You saved me from sin,
And dishonour within,
I am at...
Anonymous asked: Do I get paid for submissions?
July 2011
peacockfeatherz:
Moms know everything. She knows I’ve been gone a few times this past week and that I’ve snuck inside (sometimes not so quietly) long after four in the morning. I think she knows I’m not drinking or doing drugs but I’m not sure. Sometimes I wonder how bad she thinks I am. A few days ago she was angry at me for thinking that I would host some wild party while she’s gone. Mom,...
June 2011
I wrote this to a girl that said she didn't want...
If I told you exactly what I wanted in this relationship, I wouldn’t even know where to start. I can’t get close to people easily, years of emotional fucking turmoil has gotten me so jaded I find it hard to share love, hate and any other emotions besides sadness (not because I’m a pussy but because everyone knows that feeling so well it’s impossible to forget). Anyway I had only wanted a fuck at...
peacockfeatherz:
Pause. Think for a minute: will you really be truly happy if you lose those last ten pounds? The answer is no. You won’t be happy. You’ll be wondering why you still look like you did when you were ten pounds heavier and why you’re old clothes still fit and why you don’t look as skinny as you thought you’d to be. Then you’ll be wondering how you’ll maintain your weight,...
A lovely evening with a pretty lady in singapore!
My journey from India to Singapore , was for the purpose of my convocation , my master’s degree . That day ,ofcourse was special to me , meeting with old friends , who have moved to different parts of the world , and had come all the way to attend the momentous occasion . The memories of old times to be revived once again .Among all these things to meet old friends , attend the convocation ,...
May 2011
Time for open anonymous confessions or advice... →
If I was given the chance, I would start this night all over again. I’d step back and think of what I had to say before blurting it out like an outrageous baboon on shrooms. It hurts me that you are even considering distancing yourself from me just because you’re afraid you’ll get hurt. I’m terrified and it was just stupid of me to even joke in that way. I just wish to make...
sincesheleft:
A gentle kiss on the nose was all it took to send shivers down my spine. Maybe it was because I knew this would be the last time, that this would be it. I always thought love was meant to last. But I guess that was the difference between you and I. I couldn’t understand how it was so easy for you to walk in and out of my life. And there you went, too far out of reach, too far gone...
Eric Kripke's tear closet.: Necklace... →
ashleyintransit:
sideshowbythesea:
Seems like no one got even a single friend to reblog! Epic fail guys!!
Want another chance? We’ll give you another try… Go to our website, find your favorite piece of jewelry, reblog this, add that photo and get as many people to reblog it for you as…
April 2011
Am I a fool for being afraid?
I still get jumpy crossing that street.
The seventh of each month is a horrible reminder.
The scar on my leg is even worse.
I never feel safe now, I’m so jumpy.
No one even cares,
Not a soul notices.
She’s just herself.
No. I’m not myself.
I’m scared as fuck crossing the street.
What if I get hit again?
And if someone’s speeding, I won’t be able to get out of the...
Anonymous asked: if I wrote something, would you give me feed back?
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iwantthisbitchgonenow asked: I love this blog so much. I'm too ashamed of my writing to even think of submitting :(
Every year has its own timing, every storm has a different roar.. None of your words have ever matched the weather and still, all of my questions lead straight to your door.
Submitted by tilzi.
Submissions of writings, advice questions, and...
michaelanthonybelcastro-deactiv asked: If it's not too much to ask, I would really appreciate if You could look through my writitng and see if there was anything You would like to put on the site. Also I would love Your own personal opinion as well.
Thank You for Your time,
- Mikey
Thank You for Your time,
- Mikey
Anonymous asked: So much potential, and screen-tired eyes scanning for change. Warmth on a good day, chestnut and olives. On a bad day everything is washed with blue. Blue is such a hopeful colour, unless I see it in the mirror. If I see blue in the mirror then I know things are going to be a little more difficult today.
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Felton.
These aged feet dragged
over folds of the earth
And shifting sands, from whom the hands
of History claw at my feet.
Grabbed. Stuck still.
He drowns me in you;
your sight, your smell,
filling a phial of felton poison
Against my will.
Today, the sun tangles through the tree
and on lush fielden green grass
this carrion stands. A cage of bones,
bubbled wrapped in rolls of fat.
Pulsating thick flesh...
The sun sinks down like quicksand, darkness engulfing the horizon.
You left the bed hours ago, but I can still feel your arms wrapped around me - a searing imprint.
You thought I was still asleep when you soundlessly released me from your grip, put on your worn leather jacket and headed toward the door. In the morning blackness if the room, I saw your silhouetted form hesitate to turn back to...
flapjack-theking asked: I like candy, do you like candy?
sleepingswans:
You say you feel shut out, you say it hurts. I question my mind everyday and when it would let me in. I just don’t think you understand. How can I let you in when my own mind blocks me as well. I was never friends with myself. Were you listening, when I said I couldn’t let anyone love me until I was able to love myself? Well, you answered. So I suppose, you heard those words well....
March 2011
Off The Hook.
George Eliot once wrote: “There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope.” In fact, there’s no greater vindication feeling that the one you get when you’ve been in honest and absolute despair for so long, that it...
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vanillawaifer asked: Oh wow I had no idea you ran this:] Wow, thanks for reblogging and stuffsz. ~following~
i wish i can say this on my own blog, but i can't
You know what I hate most? The fact that you follow me on tumblr. I regret helping you make one, and having you follow me. I mean don’t get me wrong, and just because you’re my best friend doesn’t mean I want you to follow my blog. I feel like I’m limited to say my opinions now. The fact that I can no longer vent or just blog when I’m mad at you, or just want to go...
I love your body.
meowmeowneonazi:
The muscular arms, broad shoulders, flat stomach, skinny legs. Your face. Your prominent cheek bones, perfect nose, brown eyes that nears a greenish colour at the edge. And your smile. Ah, your fucking smile. It’s perfect. Like, really. I love when you bite your lip while we have good asian snacks. You’re perfect. The way you breathe in my scent and exhale out my name as we made...
February 2011
Depression
To find the beauty in the soft,
The petals in the grass,
The fingers running across the skin,
It’s suppose to be beautiful, inspiring, peaceful,
People say,
But really it’s concerning,
The soft doesn’t cover things up,
It can’t,
It leaves the voice in your head loud as can be,
It resounds resounds resounds,
Won’t stop!
Why won’t it stop!
The pressure pain sharpness sound,
Louder louder louder!
I...
November 24th, 2009.
To be as wise as you are dishonest, Is entirely rare. I think that’s why we worked as friends, because of the basics of being private people of respect and dignity, love for the acoustic guitar, a fear of God, and existences made up of contradictions. And yes he knew me well, and with the bouts of wisdom that came from his existence and his lessons learned, he knew things that I...
April 9th, 2010.
Where was I going with this? Oh yeah. I’m worse than before. I wake up smiling. I go to school at 10 in the fucking morning basking in the golden sunlight and the knowledge of your love. I hear birds sing and think of you. I see pictures of animals cuddling and I think of us. I look at you when you’re sleeping and I’m over joyed. I degrade myself over and over for you...
SUBMIT!!
We’ve never seen each other for almost five years. I always loved you. I did. My love towards you never failed to prevail. Yet, I doubted and still doubt that you feel the same. When I found you with another girl, my heart shattered into pieces. But what could I do? I was no one but merely your best friend. Anyway, how are you now? I barely hear any news from you. I hope you’re okay. I hope things...
Make it stop
Make it stop
I’m done being strong
Hanging on to the fence during a hurricane
Just let me let go
I want to let go
And wash away with the debris
I’m done feeling the debris on me
I want to lay down
To stop trying to go on when it’s apparent that I can’t
Just let me be
Let me get sucked into this storm
Because I can’t bear to hold on to this fence any longer
Listen to my voice as it...
January 2011
beanbagsaregreat:
You wore a borrowed dress to the party of senses. Your skin crawled. Your bones ached and your stomached cried for the comforts of home but your arms went forward. Your legs craved the attention of the floor. And your eyes preyed on the ones drinking their elixirs and smoking their poison. You were caught up in the gusts of an age in which an existentialistic heart was the only...
I’m currently stuck in the situation where you ignore me and I can’t help but think about you. But then again, it could all be in my head. Because you are busy and could just not have the time to call me, text me, etc.
I just don’t know how to react anymore. I am too impatient of a person to sit here and wait. I must know what is going on, I’m lost and confused. And...
Example on an unacceptable submission.
I’ve reminded you guys time and time again that I can’t be correcting every submission. That being said, every submission I have received in the last two months has needed corrections. Some were minor but some have been quite extreme and with a full time college schedule and a full time job, editing your submissions is unnecessary. All we ask in your submissions is that you use...
adamadjective:
I’ll let this anger flow through my voice
But let it be known
Sometimes I don’t have a choice
My words can get distorted
These things they twist out line
Mistakes and problems can arise
You know I never meant it that way
If I could, have that chance
I would say I’m sorry and takes things back
to the way they used to be
I’d rather wake up to love
But everyday is...
It’s not about staying the same or acting different. Its whether you care enough about something where you’ll invest your time into it and make it work. Everyone changes, but it shouldn’t be for the worst. People get too comfortable and get tired of the same thing after awhile…you can’t blame them because I’m sure you’d do the same. As much as it hurts to...
Duck in the Thunderstorm
I wish I could understand what my state of mind says. More I stop thinking about, is the more I want to brood about it. Hell, Why do I like Pink color so much :)….
beanbagsaregreat:
Your ankles withstood winters kiss while their roots prayed. “Whisper into my soul my dearest Lord for I am weak and thou art strong” Tattered roots prayed those prayers while your lips slept on his chest and your fingers sunk into his mind. With every mistake. With every missed note my lips grew sweeter. My fingers became more delicate to your coarse touch. We were not perfect...
It scares me to know that when you’re with me I desperately want to hold your hand. It is overwhelming to know that when we are standing next to each other, all I want is to kiss you. It depresses me to know that I constantly searching for you, that you are all I see. Yes, you, my best friend that I’m not supposed to fall in love with. It is confusing to think how could you transform from a mere...
I'm set on him.
How can I be so set, on someone that I can fuck so emotionlessly. I’ve known him for 6 years almost now. And in that 6 years, I’ve fallen in love with him. I miss the dancing, wandering fingertips and the sparks and shivers they’d send through me. I miss the stupid STUPID look of happiness that I was his, but I was just his for a moment or two. I miss who he was in my head. And I...
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After deleting your message, I thought I would feel better. I thought all of the illness would be bled from me. I would be renewed, clean, pure. I could go on as a happy human being. I could be proud of myself for taking a stand, for being a good girl, doing right by myself. Its been three hours, I don’t feel any better. I just keep hearing the words in my head and imagining myself...
agemperl:
Hammers And Strings (A Lullaby)-...
We’re so invested we could fall apart. I’ll spend forever with you if you swear to me we can stay the same. Stay the same and change, make me better, make me free. I swear to you I’ll spend for ever, if you make me better, keep me free. What am I without you? What is she without he? I’m a strange fate, twisted and tied into bones too stiff for your fluidity. We are...
Anonymous asked: I have no idea whether this is true or just me being delusional, but I'm ALWAYS misunderstood. Well, if not always then it must be most of the time. Thus, I'm losing my faith in people. Now I find myself tortured by the excruciating pain of loneliness.