MaybeMaybe me,More Like This
And maybe you,
found our wings
and flew and flew
And maybe me,
and Maybe you
said bye to time cause
we knew, we knew
that maybe me,
and maybe you
could eventually change
it’s true, it’s true
that maybe me,
and maybe you,
could be together
through and through
but maybe me,
and maybe you
did drift away
too soon, so soon
Days went by
they flew, they flew
Time brushed on too
I knew, you knew
That time is change
it’s true, so true
And so are words
and so are you.
I'm Officially Married :D Introducing Mr. and Mrs.Yep! I am finally hitched! It was a wonderful day and was totally worth all the time and work! I leave for my honeymoon this Friday so Jade Dragon will still be on a slight hiatus until I get back. It's just been hard balancing wedding planning with job searching and Jade Dragon. And now I will be gone for a little over a week on my honeymoon hahaMore Like This
It was so much fun! My mom, grandma and I worked our buts off to do all the decorations and planning but it was all worth it
Thank you all for your patience with Jade Dragon I will try posting as soon as I can!
Well anyway, see you all after August 4th :3
Here's some pics from the day
Summer in sMirkwoodHello Oakenlovers!More Like This
Just like last year, your humble owl has some other realms to visit, impressive adventures to witness, distant relatives to smirk at and so on, and so son.
Therefore we’ll be taking a short Oakenbreak and I shall see you all again in September!^v^
Hopefully PJ will throw us something to feast on by then!
Cheers and hoots!
Lady P. Owl
Chief Ambassador of the Woodland Birdfolk
First Tree Hollow of the Red-Ivy Oak
I Am My EnemyScream again.More Like This
I can't contain the pain.
I need the bite of blade,
need to see the blood.
Trapped inside my head,
screaming never stops.
I need to get away.
Can't escape myself.
I find me wherever I hide.
I can't keep it in.
I can't let it out.
Letting go doesn't grant release.
My monsters hold me down,
hold me back,
lock me away.
I can't come back.
Trembling with emotion,
I reach desperately.
Reach for the unknown.
Even the silent air can't quell my screaming.
Shatter all my shackles,
shatter all my chains.
Break the doors and walls apart.
I'll release my demons.
All I need to do is let everything out.
Every last vanished self,
all my shadows, fears, and my memories.
If I could break the restraints,
the social repercussions,
I'd scream out loud.
Shattering all the windows,
I'd break every single glass.
Desperate to find what I have lost,
I know I will never have it again.
I will never be free of what I have become.
Internet FriendsInternet friends are fake, unreal, untrustworthy.More Like This
Parents say , “Don't give your information
to someone who may do something dirty!
They're liars, evil and rapist in waiting.
Their compliments and gifts
are just another form of baiting.”
I'd like to think that we judge without
getting to know,
what happens on the other side of the mouse.
Internet friends are there when we're alone,
till 2 a.m on weeknights,
chatting with us until the pain is gone.
They're always there to confide,
when we're sometimes
on the verge of suicide.
Pulling us through our depression,
begging us not to relapse,
not to succumb to our regressions.
“Get help, not attention,” they'll tap in chat,
as a response of a picture,
that'll show our wrists all hatched.
Sometimes it's the little things they do for us,
like sending “You're amazing” “You're beautiful”,
“You're so full of love.”
They encourage us at times when our “friends” don't,