Peachy. I feel fuzzy, sweet, delectable, round, somewhat leafy at the top, and I have a tragic sense of separation when ever I walk by a tree. Oh, and a strong fear of fruit flies.
Peachy. I feel fuzzy, sweet, delectable, round, somewhat leafy at the top, and I have a tragic sense of separation when ever I walk by a tree. Oh, and a strong fear of fruit flies.
“Oh crap”
-- Hellboy
Somewhat flatlined. Going to skip karate, and head home to recharge... blah.
Like i've been doing homework all day and it's finally done.
I'm losing all those stupid games
That I swore I'd never play
Lively! And caffeinated, though neither is the result of the other...
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I'm weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
Waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
In all that I could never overcome?
Tired and frustrated...
None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe that they are free.
-Goethe
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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I'm sick you guys!!! Such a terrible flu! Started with the sore throat, and today there's the runny nose, sneezing, fever - the full works!
** Achoo!!**
"My warm hands have made the paper limp,
So that its feel reminds me of slept-in sheets: comfortable and safe"
"All these things I say... I say them because I want you to know, I don't ever want to regret afterwards that I didn't say enough, I would rather say too much." ~ Samuel Selvon
hungover.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
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"It is not that I am mad; it is only that my head is different from yours.”
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Sleepy.
Haven't had a sleep for more than four hours in the last three days.
Whenever I want to lie down and go to a deep sleep, no matter how much I call for it, doesn't really emerge from its hideout.
And whenever the sleep itself hits me, I am too occupied with other stuff to bother hearing its call.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
Feeling-as-if-she-should-get-her-eye-sight-checked.
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
'Bout to head out. See 'ya!
"The Lord works from the inside out. The world works from the outside in. The world would take people out of the slums. Christ takes the slums out of the people and then they take themselves out of the slums. Christ changes men, who then changes their environment. The world would shape human behavior, but Christ can change human nature." ~ Ezra Taft Benson
Half-excited, half-scared. I won't be able to rest until I've finally gotten the results of that Computer Science test. Ah, programming. Indeed it is heaven.
Wish hard enough, I could turn it to what I like.
Fall Out Boy, "Tiffany Blews."