Inside The Verses

[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

A Writer’s Dilemma

A writer searches for her creations, in her World.

Anytime? All the time. Anywhere? Everywhere.

Lips described as a Cupid’s bow, in Dan Brown’s Inferno…

Introduction to her next lead.

The sneering insults hurled at a Freshman by his tutor…

First Words of her newest grey-character.

The weird-and-long simile used by a transfer student seething with sheer sarcasm…

The adorable sidekick’s catchphrase.

I wonder, then, how it got messed up when it came to you.

On your person, could’ve been based a character,

Strong-willed and ambitious, a shoelace untied.

Your eyes could’ve had poetry sworn by their orbs.

A morbid poetess’s rose-creamed paradise.

Your voice could’ve made my heroine’s day better by a billion.

Mellow and believable, demanding often; A Titanic Capsized.

Your hands could’ve held onto her wild dreams for me.

Unhesitant, faithful, but fumbling with ties.

BUT the smitten dreamer in my meatsuit refused to compromise.

I couldn’t use your attained perfections for my selfish literary designs.

My heart meddled like a stubborn queen, and claimed you for mine.

But my protagonist had betrayed some; she had a rebellious streak, as I write.

And she did betray my oath, I tried but couldn’t deny her spirits high and despairing sighs

So my hero, who she ended up walking into a sun-set horizon with, turned out to be YOU in disguise.

[carry-on-gayward-son]

Obviously a very emotionally intense scene (I cried like a fucking baby. What’s new.)

But in addition to the relief and joy and concern that both of them are obviously feeling…

JUST LOOK AT THEIR FUCKING FACES I AM LAUGHING SO HARD

Sam’s just like:

And Dean goes:

Immediately pivoting to:

[destielette]

This is gold

[westofthemelody]

meeting an attractive person who knows that they’re attractive but not does act like an attractive person is one of the most jarring things

[hackett-out]

im gonna add ‘barely legal’ / ‘finally eighteen’ to the list of phrases that will make me pass on a book immediately

[westofthemelody]

Couple Short

She throwing her arms around his neck, dissolving herself into him recklessly. The kiss was hope, the kiss was for that very specific moment. Around the peripherals of her mind, she heard a couple comments, but they, for once, didn’t bother her in the slightest. She pulled away and smiled, giving him a grin that showed him her soul, a bright flaming object that shone mercilessly. His eyes seemed impossibly brighter as they reflected her, amplified by his own power.

“Okay, um, goodbye,” she laughed, “I think my ride’s waiting.”

As if to emphasize her point, the green car flashed its lights behind them.

“Alright. See you.”

Despite his farewell, his arms still held her waist, and her’s still encircled his neck, and neither smile had yet to dissipate in the slightest. She reached up and kissed him once more quickly, then ran back to the car that awaited her. At the door, she turned around once more and waved to where he still stood, his feet planted as he watched her ride away.

Inside the car, her friend commented dryly, “And you said I was bad with PDA.”

But the girl just smiled, and would continue to for the rest of the night.

[westofthemelody]

i love you

our feet plod down the hallway

utterly unintentional synchronization

heavy footed steps echo our history

silent for a moment

[westofthemelody]

okay, so I have a lot to do tomorrow but I’m too busy crying over Jim and Pam’s relationship and I can’t help it, I just love them so much

[westofthemelody]

Birthdays are so arbitrary. Like you just happened to get pushed out of the birth canal on that day. . . So conception day is where it’s at.

[just-shower-thoughts]

There’s only ever been one day. It just keeps moving from one side of the planet to the other.

[westofthemelody]

The world’s most beautiful and biggest and eternal ombré effect

[westofthemelody]

Me and my mother are visiting Europe and we’re making t-shirts that say, “Don’t blame us, we didn’t vote for him”

[westofthemelody]

Forget death, time is the only truly unstoppable force

[tyleroakley]

jesus would sideeye so many christians & that’s just me turning water into tea

[thehikingastronomer]

Are you kidding he’d be up in here flipping wedding clerk desks, oval office desks, EPA desks, zodiac killer desks, and roundhousing certain individuals in the face.

Side eye. Please. Jesus dealt with problems head on.

[westofthemelody]

Have you ever felt something in a dream that you’ve never experienced?

Last night, or many weeks ago, I fell asleep in layered dreams. He was just a side note, a side note I fell into, fitting together like a one page in a hundred in a novel. I styled my hair softly in sloppy clothes. And every day since I woke up I think of him and know that I’m going home to see him today or in a couple decades...

[westofthemelody]

Working in fast food is:

Me: Hi, welcome in, how are you doing today?

Customer: *looks at me, looks at the menu, stares for two minutes*

Customer: I want a number 2, not that cheese but this one, large but only the fries, and three number ones but two without pickles and one of those without ketchup and oh make one of those a meal but I don’t know what I want for my drink.

Me: *repeats back perfectly, but then says* and I’m so sorry, you said three number ones total?

Them: *gives me the stink eye for ten minutes* well, that’s what I just said.

Me: okay, so not having a good day then?

[westofthemelody]

So I was at work earlier today and I was doing drive thru, like when you’re outside taking orders, and this car drove up. I took his order and then I noticed he had a Jimmy John’s t-shirt and visor on, so I was like, “oh, you work at Jimmy John’s?”

He says, “yep.”

I say, “y’all have really good Italian subs.”

And this man, this beautiful man, reaches over to his passenger seat and grabs an Italian sub that’s just chilling there, saying, “oh, hey yeah, I just made one, do you want it?”

And that’s the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me.

[pinkcarta-blog]

shoes

The station was lonely underneath the pink sky. 

A subtle breeze swept an old tissue from my pocket. 

I watched it fall off the platform and disappear onto the tracks. 

There was no one else. 

Just me, and the train that was now pulling in. 

It stopped in right in front of me, blocking my view of the barren landscape.

I got onto the train, pulling my suitcase up over the step. 

An old man smiled at me kindly as I walked down the aisle. 

His smile put me at ease for a moment, but it was not enough to remedy the nerves of travel. 

Patiently I took a seat. 

It was just me and the old man in the carriage. 

The train made a loud noise and it pulled away. 

I sat quietly and watched the desert in the window. 

I was moving away,  

but this place was never going anywhere. 

except for the sand on my shoes

[westofthemelody]

Crossed

Despite my own failings, I am still human. Somehow our humanity prevents us from transforming into a feelingless beast, much to our displeasure. However much we run, we cannot flee from ourselves.