Twisted or Upside DownFake it 'till I make it-- or maybe 'till you break it. When I feel like I can't take it, just tell me to breathe.Twisted or Upside Down
I have no attraction to novelty and I'm not your liability. This is the empathetic sovereignty, and whose fault is that?
A cat on the end of a string, my curiosity is rapidly brewing. Just a little familiar something; and still, I'll follow on.
Intentions Are Self-CenteredMy best intentions, yeah, they fail in the most grandeur. Elegantly, I manage to fall. Gracefully, I hurt. The world races through my head,Intentions Are Self-Centered
and thoughts of you spin around a sun of bittersweet animosity. Hey, won't you dance these steps with me? I've taken special care in its choreography. Over and over and over. I hope I don't trip over my own feet, my own ludicrous luck. If I hit the pavement, I'm afraid I'll be stuck. Afraid of that paraplegic stupor, I'm committed for the better part of this year. Like a masochist psychic, &n
Magic, Reformed.I don't want to care anymore.Magic, Reformed.
Plain, simple, bold, true. I just don't want to care.
This isn't the type of magic I'm looking for.
I used to look at that Disney princess, and I wanted to be just like her. Pretty, charming, amazing, and I wanted a boy to fall in love with me, too.
Now I watch television, and the world around me. I don't want to be like everyone else. I don't want sex to be the magic I use.
I can get what I want with a flirtatious smile, get any favour if I reveal just enough skin. For a while, this was okay, &n
Me
A note to youTomorrow I’ll be gone, and all that will be left will be a shell,A note to you
a shell of myself with a drawing
of what I wanted to be, and
a note to you,
with detailed instructions, of how your love can bring me back to life.
And ended with a, ‘P.S.: I miss you when I’m gone.’
Fly away sweet moonDont fly away sweet moon let the camber prism be your road. Follow from the end of the world and fly home to me.Fly away sweet moon
Please sweet moon the clouds have nearly faded away the sombre night has turned to wine the olive sunshine gone away.
Sweet auburn moon let my saphire eyes set you free dont fly away, sweet moon. fly home to me.
-Maryssa Medley mine
Updates. Exciting.
Tired
I just got back from Myrtle Beach, and now I'm scrambling to get my summer reading done. XD
How 'bout you?
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I am just a writer in way over his head.
Am I good? Not really.
Do I know what I am doing half the time? Nuh-uh.
Am I noticed for my writing? I doubt it.
Do I still write anyway? Hell yeah!
Why? Because it is not what I do. It is who I am.
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The past knocks on your door and throws stones at your window at 4 in the morning. Well, maybe he thinks it's romantic, he's crazy--but you knew that before.
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I am just a writer in way over his head.
Am I good? Not really.
Do I know what I am doing half the time? Nuh-uh.
Am I noticed for my writing? I doubt it.
Do I still write anyway? Hell yeah!
Why? Because it is not what I do. It is who I am.
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"There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so."
-William Shakespeare
"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."
-Edgar Allan Poe
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"The only way to get rid of a temptation is the yield to it. Resist it and your soul grows sick...."
---Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray
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