EATGIA: Just Another Slow DayJust another slow day at the house, parents were out of town for the weekend business and wouldn't be back until Monday. I believe it was a Friday or maybe a Saturday.More Like This
It doesn't matter really.
Although, I remember that it was beautiful outside, the sun had risen just as it did any other day. Its rays illuminating the inside of our home. The light bounced off the walls and into my room where it was just enough to brighten the preferred dark.
It's not like I'm depressed or anything. The dark just takes less of a toll on my eyes is all.
Anyway, the change in light told me it was time to rise. However, I was never one for authority and especially when it came to sleep.
It was persistent, which made it difficult to stay asleep. My stomach sided with the light and growled in revolution to get the rest of me moving. I rolled onto my back and threw off my covers still not wanting to get up.
Another rumble lifted me up and I sat over the edge of my bed planning what my day would look like.
Death in the FamilyEdit: Go look at the auctions here:More Like This
I've learned recently that a member of the MLP plush community lost her mother. my heart goes out to :iconkazzysplushemporium:
I'd like to set up an art auction to benefit her. She is just out of high school and now living alone- she needs help just to pay for bills and food while she gets on her feet to support herself. Despite the tragedy that has happened, I have faith in this community to help lift her up. I can't begin to imagine the pain she is going through right now and the last thing she needs to have to worry about right now is if she can even pay for basic necessities.
Basically, if a couple of days I will be hosting a mass art auction to benefit Kaz, which will have items from many different collectors and artists.. Anyone who would like to donate, please send me a message and I will give you all the information! Any donation goes a long way- whether you have a plush, an art pr
Writing a PoemA snippet there,More Like This
Some dialogue here.
They don’t see what’s between the lines,
They don’t see the turmoil hidden beneath the words.
Replace a word,
Cut out an entire sentence.
They don’t see what led up to this moment,
They don’t see the regret and pain.
Italic or bold for emphasis?
Comma or semicolon?
They don’t see the determination in those eyes,
They don’t see the love behind their actions.
Write a simple title,
Smile at the finished product.
They will only see a snapshot of a grander story.
A Fangirl's DelightShe watches them carefully,More Like This
The pressure has been building for some time now.
She waits in anticipation as they reach their breaking point,
Her heart begins to pound and her airway constricts.
The moment comes and they explosively shatter,
Emotions are finally released from suppression's hold.
She closes her eyes and allows it to overwhelm her;
Tears, both hers and theirs, begin to fall.
For a moment their pain is truly hers to feel,
For a moment she is satisfied and whole.
She opens her eyes and potency has been lost,
The moment is passing even as she grasps at the fleeting sensation.
She is saddened, but continues to watch them,
With tears in her eyes and a smile upon her face.
here's to losing youhey, wow,More Like This
great! you do!
are you happy?
no, but here, have my
see me turn myself
upside down when we run
into each other.
while you are shaking hands
and kissing babies
still smiling for smiling's sake,
I've seen the real you
crying into wine. I've felt you
stain my shirt black-streaked
with hidden away things
creased things, folded
and in the process, you
soaked my soul in
spooning your vulnerability
was better than
in one blind night,
better than the electric jolts
you sent burning up my arms
when you grabbed my hand
one day, out of the clear blue,
better than that first kiss
when both our tensions
dissolved into each other
like butter in a hot pan.
nothing has quite matched the night
when I saw you naked, saw you
emotionally undress for the first time: