I love you forever is all I am saying,
even if it means I have to keep paying.
It's not that bad,
but it makes me mad
when I see you with that utter cad.
You deserve better than that sack of crap,
all he wants is to use you and fap.
I, however, want to give you a roadmap.
A roadmap of your future, dear,
then you'll have absolutely nothing to fear.
Come with me, come here.
Is tired a mood? If it is, then that's it.
But a truck sounds like fun,
and so does shooting a really big gun,
but if I did,
I would have to bid
for my freedom,
for me with a gun, though it may be fun,
would end in death
of a man named Seth.
Poor Seth, you see,
sells crystal meth,
and he won't give me any more,
mostly because he's a really big bore,
which is why I want a twelve bore,
and then I can show him death's door,
steal all his meths
and much, much more.
Until daylight peeks between hanging cloth
and I seek it out like a light-questing moth,
I shall sleep very much in the manner of a sloth.
9 1/2 Weeks. Can't stand the inaccuracies in 50 Shades.
Velcro or traditional leather watch strap?
He was on the train,
going to Spain,
ate a cam of spam,
now the poor bam
is dead.
Neither, but if forced to, I'd watch. Then I'd be able to ignore it.
Brutal honesty or feelings-preserving honesty?
But also be a private hell.
This heart. Bound up in its cell.
The day I fell
in love with Jane
caused me infinite pain,
and even managed to drive me insane.
I sit weary
and feeling fear-y,
so, people, here's my theory:
Love's a pain,
and a really big drain,
but stick with it,
and it'll no longer be shit.
Also, stop whining, you twit.
My wrists seem to be on the mend, which is nice, but I'm all too aware that it's at a very delicate stage of healing, which could go either way. Either it gets better and never happens again, or it gets twice as bad and ends up needing surgery. Knowing my luck, it'll probably be the latter.
Also, work this one out, if you can: I'm an atheistic pagan, who is predominantly left-handed, but due to society being mostly right-handed, has been forced to be ambidextrous. I also believe that Jesus existed, but wasn't the Son of God. My mind is confuseding.
I love the versatility of a toaster. You can cook potato waffles in them, tattie scones, too. But something I didn't know until fairly recently, is that the dial is a timer, rather than a temperature... Thingy.
I think all words have valid places in their own context, but unless I was actually writing a story set in today's times (which would probably never happen, but let's never say "never") I don't think I'd use them. I might use hangry, but that's because it's a funny word.
I want a new digital camera. I don't need one, but I want one. My current one works well, is compact and takes good pictures, but it does tend to get a wee bit noisy if the conditions aren't perfect.
I need rain.
I'm not sorry, all you sun-worshippers,
I need my rain.
It just needs to rain for a day.
Heavy, constant, unabashed.
Running away, the people are fools.
Scared of water?
Man up, numpties.
It's a cleansing rain.
A much-loved, much-needed bit of calm.
Come, rain.
Come to me, please.
Your wet cuddles make me happy.
Please rain.
Harangue - həˈraŋ
noun
1.
a lengthy and aggressive speech.
"they were subjected to a ten-minute harangue by two border guards"
synonyms: tirade, lecture, diatribe, homily, polemic, rant, fulmination, broadside, verbal attack, verbal onslaught, invective; More
verb
1.
lecture (someone) at length in an aggressive and critical manner.
"he harangued the public on their ignorance"
synonyms: deliver a tirade to, rant at, lecture, hold forth to, preach to, pontificate to, sermonize to, spout to, declaim to, give a lecture to; berate, castigate, criticize, attack, lambaste, censure, pillory, upbraid; informalearbash, speechify to, preachify to, sound off to, spiel to
"the union leaders harangued the workers over loudspeakers"
Just because I like that word, and find it quite funny. Always makes me thing of a giant baboon hassling people for absolutely no reason.
We've connected from the start,
oh, yes, you're forever in my heart.
Through the good times and the bad,
you've always been there, in my bed.
Never leave me, sweet internet,
for if you do, I'd be sad, I bet.
I'm sure y'all know by now (we've been shouting about loving each other for three years now!) but I love my fiancée, Aria (colors_of_the_wind).
Callum was a man,
who took Ursula to the movies.
Never again will she go with him,
but Thomas is looking attractive...
Little late to the party, I am, but I'd also like to see this. Would be mega handy for really tiny pieces of micro fiction and poetry.
I seem to be somewhat engaged...
So... Here's something that happened when I was in America. On one of our adventures, I went with Aria to H-Mart, an Asian supermarket. Whilst there, I saw a packet of Hello Kitty candy rings. Naturally, being the silly Kitty I am, I picked the packet up, and asked Aria to marry me. She said "some day, yeah!" and then we went back to our shopping.
It wasn't for a couple of weeks that it really hit us: We seem to be somewhat engaged. So, there's an announcement for you!The wedding has no set date, just 'next year'. It'll be a simple court ceremony with a reception afterwards, then a proper re-wedding at some point.
Nope, I'd drown because I can't swim. Also, it would make my wonky sinuses go... Um, wonkier.
Would you ever want to turn back time?
Helping me to start and never get down,
I was sitting here, wearing a crown,
when all of a sudden, there was a big bang,
I turned to look, and there was a chain gang,
now it's time for me to frown,
for that gang wanted to take me down.
It wasn't fair, but they decided to hang
me from the ceiling, by my wang.
I should have just stuck to being a clown,
because impersonating the king, made me hang upside down!
