"Do you remember me?"
Whispered faces as they imprinted themselves
on desks like gravestones
Badgering yesterdays with unrequited hopes
and memories of everything that will
never occur.
Ring around the rosies
"Of course"
I meakly purse between my lips,
Stained with drops of Pacific Ocean
and unspoken dreams,
Wrapped up in a knot of
Thick hemp and no tomarrows.
Pockets full of posies
All questions forgotten
Whisked away like everything else
Behind crisp Autumn sorrows.
Ashes. Ashes. We All Fall Down
The mundane repose in the way days go by is like
Cold summer mornings
Or deep rooted lies
Though the twin stones that sit between your eyelashes
Gentle minded opals above a
Porcelain smile
Make it all worth it.
Child you make it all worth it.
Lies Are Like Sticks + Stones by Jagger-moon, literature
Literature
Lies Are Like Sticks + Stones
"Hello there Dear"
Her mouth turned into a bee hive as she murmured the phrase
Like bumble bees the words flew away
"Don't let anyone tell you you're no one"
The promise faided into the obscene coterie that the air persude
For one so torrid the women knew nothing about people.
They can't control what they hear
The small child cocked its resiliant head to the side
Looking on with rather demured eyes at the elder standing beside her
She layed her cold hands on the shoulders of the sunbaked toddler
Peering deeply back into the odd eyes she could see the reflection of her own
Blank, indigent, destitute
no wonder she was so blind
And
The faint twilight sky's light danced like lightning bugs amongst the ever presumptuous trees; their language was beautiful, lyrical, a mixture of all the birds serenading one another and leaves giggling as the autumn wind swept them, weightlessly, into the fluorescent heavens. Only to have them descend gracefully onto the field below, now glittering with dew and rain that had cascaded the mountain not long before, and the light that so playfully jumped from drop to drop. And within this phantasmagorical region, hidden under the ever changing sky, only to have the clouds watch with a quaint curiosity that every youth seemed to provoke in o
"Do you remember me?"
Whispered faces as they imprinted themselves
on desks like gravestones
Badgering yesterdays with unrequited hopes
and memories of everything that will
never occur.
Ring around the rosies
"Of course"
I meakly purse between my lips,
Stained with drops of Pacific Ocean
and unspoken dreams,
Wrapped up in a knot of
Thick hemp and no tomarrows.
Pockets full of posies
All questions forgotten
Whisked away like everything else
Behind crisp Autumn sorrows.
Ashes. Ashes. We All Fall Down
The mundane repose in the way days go by is like
Cold summer mornings
Or deep rooted lies
Though the twin stones that sit between your eyelashes
Gentle minded opals above a
Porcelain smile
Make it all worth it.
Child you make it all worth it.
Lies Are Like Sticks + Stones by Jagger-moon, literature
Literature
Lies Are Like Sticks + Stones
"Hello there Dear"
Her mouth turned into a bee hive as she murmured the phrase
Like bumble bees the words flew away
"Don't let anyone tell you you're no one"
The promise faided into the obscene coterie that the air persude
For one so torrid the women knew nothing about people.
They can't control what they hear
The small child cocked its resiliant head to the side
Looking on with rather demured eyes at the elder standing beside her
She layed her cold hands on the shoulders of the sunbaked toddler
Peering deeply back into the odd eyes she could see the reflection of her own
Blank, indigent, destitute
no wonder she was so blind
And
Current Residence: Your toilet Favourite genre of music: Alternative, Classic Rock, Indie, Classical MP3 player of choice: Old I-pod Nanos :c Shell of choice: The MAGIC Conch Personal Quote: Smile! Tomarrow will be worse.
Favourite Visual Artist
Trixie, Susan Boulet
Favourite Movies
The Dust Factory,
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Nerina Pallot, Yann Tiersen, Lily Allen, Nena
Favourite Writers
Edgar Allen Poe, Emily Bronte, Oscar Wilde, Jonathan Swift
I'm trying to incorperate an essence of being in my art now but it seems impossible to trap a soul in a single picture when you're the one drawing/painting it. Any suggestions?
Also if anyone wants a kitten just let me know; the kitten is fixed, a boy, and cute as a button!
And like always roleplay is open just note/ comment. I roleplay almost all genres, except Hetalia (DG778 is to blame for that XD)
I have been inactive
I am sorry...not that anyone cares XD
I will try and post things, if anyone cares *doubt it*
And if anyone wants to Roleplay or suggest something for me to draw/paint please go for it because I am bored as all be right now because I have nothing to study for at school or anywhere at the moment.