no longer too bruised to fighti'm not going to have much time between now and the very end of december to reflect on the year, so i figured i'd do it now. i've got two more nonconsecutive days off from work this week before working six days in row, with the last day i work this year being christmas eve. my manager might be extending some of my hours as well. working retail during the holidays might sound inhumane, but i literally have no complaints about my workplace. i'm surprised at how sane it keeps me. and after christmas, i'm leaving my hell hole of a state for a two week reprieve, which i get to spend with my lovely, amazing girlfriend. (a little over eleven days now. i am dying in wait, but i know my patience will be worth it so so soon.)More Like This
i was so fucking scared of 2014. i started out the year alone, with all the lights off in the house, crying. i laid on the couch the entire night. i made a post on tumblr at one point that said: "i hope i die this year." i've since retracted that wish. the first few months
wildfires burn snow transparent and i adore youremember there is no justice,More Like This
it’s just us, just ice cold
stares and no just love
in dead winter glares
or frozen snow season gloves.
and i am an epicurean hologram
stating the obvious
to a person who doesn’t really
have it all figured out
but to be honest,
no one really does
so don’t take that personally.
i only know you
from poetic endeavors
and while you claim
there is nothing to see here,
your living organisms
juxtapose your mantra
from the mouth are not still
and if we forget who we are,
then we can remember
we were born actual.
stillborn kill cords
and discord wave around
dissonance from far-away places
but my antennae need
the, the, the, the-- my message
to reach radiowaves
with wildfire pen ink tips.
part two comes unexpectedly
because this is more
stream of acuity
with mercurial rhythm pitches
than a well thought-out
planned of attack.
i just know you inspire
and i aspire to write
words that persp
wishlist tag thingSTEP ONEMore Like This
Make a post to your DA journal. The post should contain your list of ten holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a ______ icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _____ on DVD") to really big ("all I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV."). The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.
If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.
Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your DA or link to this post so that the holiday joy will spread.
Surf around your friends list (or friends' friends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now, here's the important part:
If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart
The Dream of Life..I wish I could wake up from this dream, but I know that I can't. I am bound to this land as are the rest.More Like This
This land is not what I was promised, nor will it ever be. It was a lie, a sham, a clever trap created by it's maker.
I fell for the ploy. Yes, I was sold on the pretty words like any young man or woman would be. The tales of better
things to come, the stories of fortunes made in the most impossible ways.. But it was a dream, a dream that we
were told to dream.
And we fell for that dream, we were lolled into sleep, dreaming our lives away so we would be complacent, content..
But it wasn't enough, nor will it be. Not to sustain us, not keep us satisfied, not to keep from trying to wake up and
see the truth.
What did have I become in this state? What have I done in this foul land of empty promises and false hope? How have
I lived myself, living in a nightmare of a world that was supposed to be a dream of life, the dream of life?
How can I be free of these lies?
How can I be free of t