battletoads is my favourite game I've never played
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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battletoads is my favourite game I've never played
-- And If She's Passing Back This Way I'm Not That Hard To Find Tell Her She Can Look Me Up If She's Got The Time #BobDylan #IfYouSeeHerSayHello
We waited for a miracle That didn't work We took our prescriptions We only got hurt Wallow in the tears It will do us no good You can fill yourself with sorrow It doesn't mean you should We tried to make it work You bet we did But my heart was already broke And yours sold to the highest bid #PointFormPoetry #Poetry #Photography
Iâm Not There, Iâm Gone
I ain't found what I was searching for When I left there long ago Its not something to dwell upon Its just some pity for the show She left me in the coldest night I stared out my window The frost was biting at my lip I knew it was time to go Nobody asks where I am going They're asking where I've been As if the pasts no illusion And the future is a sin They say i played upon some dreams As if a violin Contemplating strategy For the predicament I'm in Now I am not there I'm never going back Need time to find myself Get myself back on track Searching high and low For the feelings that I lack Stare into the starry night And all I see is black They all tell me that I'm running But there's nothing to run from I'm happy with my predicament I find it quite fun They say it was not her But I who started to run When things grew difficult It was She who left me as one Now they say the trail is lonely And the road has much to tell They say that god is righteous But its the bible that they sell These salesmen and these preachers Say I'm going to hell For running from my misery And drinking from their well They say that's my problem That I have to much to lose But when you've got nothing at all But your clothes and your shoes What is there to lose now When the sky's still filled with blues I have all that I need Trust me I have paid my dues I've lived in every country Shared every mans name I loved a million women But none of them the same None of them shared her lips They had never felt her shame I could lay with them and be happy But its me I've got to blame The sun rises on the valley Its a new today I'm leaving this country now I hate for it to be this way I will wander till I find her In her body of yesterday When she no longer needs to run Run so far away #PointFormPoetry #Poetry #Photography
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âSo you managed to head back to town after spending most of the trip screaming at the eagle for directions.â
- The DM, in disbelief that we all got hopelessly lost in an open meadow. (via outofcontextdnd)
âI sneak up to the cottage.â
âItâs a wooden cottage.â
âDang it.â
No, weâre not going to burn the church down, since thatâs APPARENTLY illegal in this city.
Our âchaotic goodâ wizard to the lawful evil monk (via outofcontextdnd)
âHow are you a virgin?â She moaned Open mouthed Begging I couldnât comply with demands Even though our fingers And our minds We entangled with sensual fury These memories Bitter in taste Falling off my tongue Surreal photographs On scratched up phonographs Blasting my eyes and ears My minds open You were never proud I wasnât yours Never officially You told no one No soul No friend I was just somebody Somebody you loved Physically and emotionally It bothered me Not for long Because you left I wallowed Pitiful Took my pills Bitched Then I found her In all ways superior A lover Who would do for me Everything I did for you But she holds my hand in public Kisses me Not just behind closed doors And in deserted parking lots In front of people Friend and foe She holds me Tells me how she feels And cares What we had Beautiful for a time Today Bitter on my tongue Sorry for the engagements And prior arrangements Plans we made To live in every country To love forever It was silly A fools fucking fortune Now A shadow of what is to come And what has passed
Dylan David Hart (via contraband-poetry)
You cannot bring the moose to the bar. He always gets drunk and challenges the horses to a race, then gores them when he loses, then I get stuck with the veterinary bills.
Vano the Bard
A true guard knows that the swamp defends itself. So letting the prisoners escape into the swamp was the most efficient use of our resources.
Vano the Bard
And on one side of the screen she laughs, and her heart is filled with waves of love for him, but on the other, he sighs, types out âI love you tooâ, and all the while thinks of someone else.
j.f // excerpts of stories I will never write (via coffeeandleatherboundbooks)
I have gathered you all here today to weave a rug.