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Carving some pumpkins with friends 😁
for the last few weeks furfur kept sirching for the rekwsishuns inventory records. tooday, what he fownd insted was a report he wrote up after a saterday nite in 1980 when he had to go to earth to find a joonyer demon who was two days late reterning from an assinement. furfur found him at a disco club in new york city. insted of reterning to hell right away, he and the joonyer demon stayed at the club for the rest of the nite. today, furfur chekt his earth time calendar and saw it’s a saterday. he fownd that same joonyer demon who started to tell him how frustrayted he was abowt this hole audit debockle. furfur stopt him and said “it’s a new day… a saterday. let’s go up to earth and do some fissical check ins and cownts insted.” furfur emfasized the ‘saterday,’ and gave him a significant look. after a long pawse, the joonyer demon seemed to be trying very hard to repress a very undemonic smile. then the two demons kwikly headed for the elevator.
Ok but listen to Demons Dance by Paul McCartney and tell me that it doesn’t belong in The Lorax movie.
i think it’s time to issue a formal statement:
@pleasepleasedontbotherme
i hate to inform you that you are the cause of my new song obsession. but also thank you so fucking much for bringing up Macca’s fucking bop of a song, Demons Dance. i can die happy now that i have listened to it a million times
In the end...All things come to Decay...
Demons Dance
I posted about the poem I wrote that I had lost, and it tore me up. I couldn't write, I couldn't do anything. I was super depressed. And then I found it, and I didn't even know how to process those feelings. Well after three years I sent it to the person for whom it was written, even though I'm no longer with her. (She asked me to send it as she was never able to read it.) She liked it. Even though I don't think it's super good, I feel it should be posted after all that had happened. Your feedback is always appreciated. Here it is. Originally written 11/14/14.
"Demons Dance"
Don't shut me out, talk to me babe. Show me your demons and I'll show you mine. Let them dance together in the light of the moon. Let me hold you until we both feel whole again. You think I won't understand, but how do you know? I understand the darkness, the emptiness, the doubts. I understand thinking no one will understand. Maybe our demons are one of things that draws us back together, time and again. Let me see your dark side. Don't run and hide. You've seen me lower than low, when I had things I didn't want to show. But I know I'm safe with you. And you should know you're safe with me too. Let me see all of you. The good, the bad, the happy, the sad. Let me into that mind of yours and glimpse what's going on in there. If you're brave enough, you can look in my mind too. Maybe I'm thinking the same things as you. Let me undress you emotionally, and you can do the same. We can lie together naked, entwined in each others thoughts. Demons and angels. Everything together. Babe, let me know what you're feeling. I'll give you the same courtesy. No one is sunshine and happiness all the time. I want to see your dark side, I want to see the things you hide away. Just let me be there. Don't shut me out babe. I want to know all of you. Let me see you emotionally naked. You've had a glimpse of me. I'll get naked with you. We can dance naked and vulnerable under that same moonlight. Our demons dancing a tango, while we do a waltz. Let me be there. Let me understand. Let me in babe. You're safe with me. Just let me in. Let our demons dance.
-AF
Demons Dance
In the darkness This still of the night, is where our Demons dance. You are my one Deep desire, The reason I play Devil's advocate, For you, I'd do anything. Sell my soul, My name writ In blood, The contact is signed, I've got the promise That you'll be mine, But if the devil Should take What is due, This, I promise, Is that I'll always love you. And I'll be waiting In the shadows To dance with Your Demons And watch you play With mine.