Agree to Disagree:icontso1: So, Sticky and I were talking about something and I did nothing but agree with her, and then it got to a point that I wasn't listening and doing the whole 'mhm... mhm...' thing. She said, "You're not supposed to agree!" And I then said, "Okay."More Like This
Kind of weird... So. If I agree to disagree, does that put me in disagreement, or am I in agreement with her? ._.
Okay, back to commissions.
I AM LOOKING TO COMMISSION.:icontso7: Herroooo.More Like This
I'm looking to commission some peeps. SO, if you know anyone who'll accept points (cos I'm havin' paypal issues atm), please list them for me! I was browsing DA, some groups and what not and I can't seem to find anyone who's open. I'm just T_T out of sorts lately.
count to infinity before you sleep.cause i knowMore Like This
there are days when
it's painful to even breathe,
your throat closing up on the knowledge
that you don't know
how much longer you'll be waiting on this
band-aided, superglued planet.
every cell in your body vying to be the next to die,
and all you have to tell them is
maybe. maybe next time.
those are the days you spend
cutting rose thorns into your palms
and clenching your fists tight around
jagged reflections and prismed rainbows.
the days you realize
we're losing so much faster than we're learning.
we're maturing faster than we're growing.
adults stuck in the bodies of kids,
moving around, making the mistakes
no one ever wants to look back on.
those are the days you realize
it's not worth living here anymore.
you're using too many burnt-like sugar words
to get what you want, a mistaken human in wolf's clothing.
your lies are becoming louder than your screams,
but if the knife fits wear it on your skin.
this is the age where you feel caught between
broken toysI broke last night.More Like This
It was rather sad
I cringe thinking about it now.
It happened gradually,
Then all at once,
Like the mirror I knocked over as I fell.
I cut my foot on one of the shards,
And somehow got blood on my left forearm.
Looking at it made me
Vicious Cycle I amMore Like This
A natural worrier
Not warrior, worrier.
I overthink and o.v.e.r.a.n.a.l.y.s.e everything
I make myself panic about
And the future.
The things I cannot change
Things that are inevitable
Thoughts like these
Slide unprovoked into
Then, that momentIt was then, that moment. My heart snapped.More Like This
Broken, delusional, drunk; it whimpered
It lay there, defeated.
The moment lingered, just pulsing silently in darkness.
Lash after lash, gentle licks. Pounding kicks.
At last - thud. One last beat. Bedrock.
IncompleteI need to...More Like This
I'd like to say that....
I just want tell...
Sometimes I feel...
Usually I am....
I want to be.....
Dream of an angelI'd like to walkMore Like This
in a field of poppies,
showing you that
the beauty of the nature
I'd like to run through
that field with you.
I imagine you
dressed as a bride,
smiling like an angel,
holding my hand
and then kissin me
like a lover.
We would go
across the oceans
It's not reality,
it's just a dream,
I don't want to
I want to make it
my endless love...
Loving A Guy Who Cannot Love Himself.Firstly, tell him that he doesn't necessarily need to be the “strongest” man in the world,More Like This
that if he cries, you won't look down on him for it,
that you won't call him weak.
Tell him that he doesn't have to like sports, or fishing, or football, or any of the “mainstream” things that boys are “supposed” to like.
Let him know that liking art, or dancing, or singing or acting doesn't make him gay, doesn’t make him any less of a man, it just makes him who he is.
A human being.
And for goodness sakes, tell him that blue does not have to be his favorite color, than he can indulge in pink, or purple or even magenta!
And to the girl who take on the task, remember please, that it is not always the Knight who saves the Princess.
No, this time, the Princess may need to save the Knight.
Do not pour your problems onto him, rather, balance each other out.
Be a shoulder to cry on. A friend to be there. A love that never leaves.
Perhaps more than often,