#changing words

[cuccoamongdragons]

A small enby mood:

Singing "Castle" by: Halsey but

"I'm headed straight for the castle, they wanna make me their liege"

[tom4jc]

Proverbs 30:6 No Adding To God's Word

Do no add to His words, lest He rebuke you, and you be found a liar. Proverbs 30:6 Hearing what someone says is easy. Repeating what someone says is a little more difficult. Often people add to what someone has said. They interpret the words to mean something different than what was originally stated, thus adding to the person’s words. Along with the misinterpretation, many will also add extra…

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[betterlifeinoverall-rethabilep]

God Is Working On It

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[stevefeythewriter]

Watch Your Language!

The Practice of English I’ve spent most of the last three months in France. Before I go home, in two days now, I thought I’d share some observations about English usage that might be germane to a writer. Yes, English, because the area around our French house is fairly swarming with Brits. Now, before I start, I am not saying that any British person is using English wrong. After all, a fair…

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[chameleon-writer]

everything about me is jagged and raw

it hurts to breathe, to look upon the sun and know i deserve it

I'm a mess, a hurling hurricane on the beaches of life

i don't know what i want but all i know is i want you

i don't know what you want and that's the first time someone's had me confused

how can i be me when i am only what my mind tells me to be

based on appearing, options, swaying

based on everyone else

you make time melt, to sit with you is to watch the universe flit by

i could spend a million years and still not know you, wouldn't dare guess

and yet what i am to you? another mess to clean?

[chameleon-writer]

i want to believe, darling, the sweetest flame of my heart, i want to believe that i can make it last. make it work. i’d do anything for you. travel the world for you. kill a man for you. fight to my last breath for you. there are exceptions to rules, always. i hope to all the powers that be that you’ll be that exception. darling, lover of mine. i’d simply do anything for you. be the hand that you hold in the dark, the mischievous smile shared between two people who know. just know.

i hope you know, that in the end, i’d do anything for you. 

[chameleon-writer]

ant crawling feeling

under my skin

an infection

twisting my guts into knots

stealing the breath from my lungs

paralysed by pain

still the ants crawl

no heed to my broken mind

crying and desperate

a shell, a husk

empty bodies with shrieking minds

the pain over

welcome the numbing the sighing the pulsing

im not me, who am i?

who's body is this?

who stares at me from the mirror?

why do i exist?