Writing to look back and cringe at :)

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Your diamonds

Your diamond’s shine didn’t make me love you

They were there to see.

Your diamond’s smoothness isn’t what made me love you

They were there to feel.

Your diamond’s existance didn’t make me love you

You did.

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3:33 is where I’ll find you

3:33 is where I’ll curl in your lap

3:33 is where I’ll need you

3:34 is where I’ll start talking

3:34 is where I’ll say things I’ll regret

3:34 is where we fall silent

3:39 is where I start crying

3:39 is where nothing is okay

3:39 is where I give up

3:40 is where I grow numb

3:40 is where I stop caring

3:40 is where the cycle starts again

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suggestions for listless days #1

no one is ever really cured

the goal of life is just to cope

so draw, or sing, or sigh, or cry

just don’t let a wasted day go by

do what feels right

and don’t question why

[mataptaptap-blog]

one of them

have you seen the rocks?

they have seen you.

everything in nature knows what you do.

the rabbits that hop innocently across the lawn

the bold raccoons with no makeup on

the fish that swim without purpose at sea

the bird that nests at your window can see

are you not one of them?

have you perched at other’s windows,

have you swam without purpose,

has your face never been bare,

have you never hopped innocently?

you know what everything in nature does.

you have seen it.

have the rocks seen you?

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Thoughts for my future #2

days that i lost waiting for someone to save me

as i worry as i worry, as a Lovecraftian horror

of a future alone and desolate

of a life dry of meaning and wonder

days that i lost in anguish of experiences

never had, never had, never could have happened

of a future abandoned and rotting alone

of a life with no one to amuse or entertain

days like today i look my Cthulu in the eye and think

no more, no more, not a moment more

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Thoughts for my future #1

I used to flinch when I laid down and closed my eyes

now instead I anticipate your lips coming to mine

I used to lay awake and wonder will my prince ever come

now I know our paths will soon become one

[aguidetolivingwell]

[cantcontrolthegay-deactivated20]

fun drinking game: get drunk with me and lets make out for a couple of hours listening to your favourite songs

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The Fake Snake

What if Eve had fallen in love with the snake?

What if Adam passed down a figure that was fake?

What if the snake wasn’t a snake at all?

What if every tale we’ve been told has been tall?

[sinedra]

Eight rules for writing fiction: 1) Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted. 2) Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for. 3) Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water. 4) Every sentence must do one of two things — reveal character or advance the action. 5) Start as close to the end as possible. 6) Be a sadist. Now matter how sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them — in order that the reader may see what they are made of. 7) Write to please just one person. If you open a window and make love to the world, so to speak, your story will get pneumonia. 8) Give your readers as much information as possible as soon as possible. To heck with suspense. Readers should have such complete understanding of what is going on, where and why, that they could finish the story themselves, should cockroaches eat the last few pages.

– Kurt Vonnegut (via sinedra)

[quotemadness]

Go into the arts. I’m not kidding. The arts are not a way to make a living. They are a very human way of making life more bearable. Practicing an art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow, for heaven’s sake. Sing in the shower. Dance to the radio. Tell stories. Write a poem to a friend, even a lousy poem. Do it as well as you possibly can. You will get an enormous reward. You will have created something.

Kurt Vonnegut (via quotemadness)

[marginallyunconventional-deacti]

One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via marginallyunconventional)

[courtney-barnett]

[mataptaptap-blog]

You're hard on yourself Well you can't always be right All those little things that keep you up at night You should take some time to figure out your life But you're stuck indoors and thinking poorly

Chastity Belt

[engineeringhistory]

1912 Harrisburg Light and Power Company advertisement.