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So, I’ve got this song on repeat right now 😏 "Ridin'" kinda gives off that we’re in this together vibe, don’t you think? Honestly, if we were ever in the same car together... I can already tell it’d be a vibe—fast-paced, a little wild, and definitely unforgettable.
Just a thought, tho 😜
So I wanted to do something a little similar to the one I did. So I chose this one. THIS IS MY ART. IF I SEE THIS ON ANOTHER BLOG COPIED OR "EDITED" YOU WILL GET SOME PROBLEMS WITH ME. PS It does not include reblogs. Just to make sure.
I had a wierd Ben C/Sherlock/Fifth Estate crossover dream...
In it was Ben as both Sherlock AND Julian Assange (who had a Khan-like haircut), Moriarty as a friend and partner of Holmes(!), myself (because it was my brain dreaming), and Minnie Driver for some reason (?). Thinking back on it though, there were a bunch of Sherlock characters missing. John, Mycroft, Mrs. Turner, Molly (or maybe my brain was trying to tell me that I was Molly? I don't know), Lestrade, and Anderson. There WAS a Big Bad, and the culmination DID involve some serious subterfuge (Sherlock at one point was painting wounds on Assange's face in prep for the big plan), and it ended with everyone arranging to meet up at a secret spot. Everyone was anxious for the others to make it out the far side of the plan alive, because there was a significant chance of death (of course. It wouldn't be a Sherlock plan without it).
If I can get some time to write out (by hand because I'm oldschool) the points tonight at work I might be persuaded to write the dream, if enough are interested in it.
Thoughts?
The poem I wrote. "Her Pain"
Living day by day Going her own way Pretending she's okay Not knowing what to say Hiding her beautiful face In this scary place Wearing her heart on her sleave Wondering when she can leave Covers it all w/ a smile Been like this for a while Not showing any emotion Not making any commotion To much concentration Not enough motivation Acting like she's made of steal Pretending she cant feel Her eyes flooded w/ tears Been this way for years Nobody saw her cry They all bought her lie Nobody ever knew The pain she goes through They start to notice now They all stand and watch and wow Her wrists are stained red But she's already dead They guess she never knew Her beauty was so true That was her life Ended by a knife If only someone saw Instead of standing there in awe All the horrid lies Hidden w/ in her eyes Her heart is not to mend That was he sad end
Ang kapal nang mukha nung mga taong babalikan ka kung kailan ang saya saya mo na.
Bakit ba may mga ganitong tao? 'Yung tipong, isang buong taon kang naghirap para makayanan lahat ng sakit, na tiisin lahat ng kung ano tapos nung naramdaman mong okay ka na saka naman magpaparamdam ulit?
Dahil ba ayaw nilang maiwan o talagang napakadamot lang nila kaya sarili lang nila iniisip nila? =_=
Baby Goodnight (english cover) | J.Reyez and Joseph Vincent
