hi:], I am very sorry for contacting you. I just launched my actiongame at my SITE here. And I want to ask if it is playable for you. Would you help out with this? Only few moments will take you. Please :)* Emma..
Fuck no
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hi:], I am very sorry for contacting you. I just launched my actiongame at my SITE here. And I want to ask if it is playable for you. Would you help out with this? Only few moments will take you. Please :)* Emma..
Fuck no
If you could date a profession, which would it be and why?
date..a.. profession?? i dont get it
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You shouldn't be so mean to guys. One of them is probably a poet and has now been writing of his heartbreak ever since.
oh no, all of them are ratchet af and probably dont even know what poetry is
jlalba replied to your post: Whoa, you get preoccupied with the rest of the...
Welcome back. I spend too much time here. Must be nice to go off for a minute
I try not to disappear. I prefer staying connected with everyone on Tumblr, but every now and again, I just get busy and the site gets put into the background for a moment.
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When the microphone comes on and the block party of feelings are aroused,
I can feel the beat of the music shake me to the core, rattling my heartstrings.
The melody and symphony of fantasies and vivid dreams alive-ens me, awakens me;
The wonders of the music swallow me whole and cradle me like I’m some sort of Hallelujah--
True to the bone, pushing out feelings and negative resonances of an open wound
And I truly know right then, what it feels like to have happiness,
As I feel the heart-pulsate in rapidness,
To calm and ease thoughts of nonsense,
To disengage from memories of back then.
To understand what it feels like to fly over the rhythm,
and to eventually settle somewhere lovely.
jlalba said: I just woke up from sleeping myself. I’m off tomorrow but I still should be sleeping.
I... uh. I haven't gone to sleep yet. As of July 6th, I need to be at work at 5pm. It is now 6 am. Hahaha, I should probably try to sleep soon. The problem is, I have no curtains in my bedroom, and the sun is rising through my window.
...yep.
jlalba said: Really good points here! Excelente, thank you!
You're very welcome!
I hold dear the idea that what must be here should be said in clear diction; but I still fear that everything I say will inevitably sound the same. Ten dollar words cannot be the answer, not if Hemingway fought so far against them, but who am I, then, to shadow that philosophy, if I hold so much doubt in my ability to voice impact through poetry.