24.7.12

Ecstasy Au Natural

"Hello."
"Hi!"
"I'm John."
"I'm Jane."
"Um...nice to meet you."
"Likewise."
"Um...see you later?"
"Maybe."

We all have experienced this conversation. especially when that one time, one may lay ones eyes on someone from the opposite gender, whom might just spark something in ones little heart. Racing and pacing itself, ones heart suddenly has a mind of its own. Oblivious to the logic coming from the original state of mind that one has programmed in ones brain. Then abruptly, hormones and adrenaline start pumping and coursing through ones veins, enhancing ones sense, specifically the reproductive system. Then a conflict of interest arises, whether to love or to lust on the sight of serenity that had just been imprinted in all corners of the brain, with influence of the heart, and with aid of ones photographic memory. The basic process of a relationship start just as the conversation above progresses. From unknowns, one may discover paths and solutions that bring either happiness and joy or sadness and despair. Liking, admiring, crushing, adoring, befriending, loving, these are all labels one may put on a certain relation that sometimes one may not even know the specific status or state the relationship is in. Counting down the seconds, minutes, hours, days and so forth, one further may fog ones mind with emotions and expressions mainly coming from the heart, putting aside logic and reason. Forgetting how to think and sharpening ones love for love, in a way polluting ones own body with unnecessary drugs of ecstasy. When will one ever notice? When will one ever realize? Not to leave out an essential part that can be the glue or the very thing that breaks the relationship apart, hope. Hope can make one stronger and the other way around. An unnoticed vice that many encounter and perform without realizing that one has delved in too far. Too far to climb back to that very edge of the cliff that one has jumped from. But oh well, we are all human after all, why bother discussing all this when one can just break all the rules and still flourish in this hidden deadly sin. So I say, good luck, good luck to all who venture in this path, whether to love or to lust, that is your choice.

"...marijuana? It is not a drug, it is a herb. And like many herbs, it is good for you."

7.6.12

Pretty Fat


Don't tell me how to see my body.
You don't know my history.
You don't know my struggles.
You don't know my abusers.
You don't know what you might trigger.

Each time you say "you're not fat, you're ______."
You continue the ideas that fat is ugly.
You posit that one cannot be fat and pretty.
You make one believe that once you see them as "fat",
You won't find them pretty.

"Don't tell me  "you're not fat, you're pretty."

1.5.12

Sonnet 2 (In The End)

To the ends of the world I go, to seek,
To seek that I have been looking for,
To the ends of the Earth I go, too bleak,
To find nothing but oblivion, nothing more,
How now, I frown liketh a sultry clown,
With the cloth that sheaths my body, I run myself down,
In the end, what is left for me in this world,
That is nothing more, that is nothing less of what I should,
Change thy notions about all men being hungry hounds,
The notion that is; looking for bitches all around,
Change thy belt from lust to chastity,
Soon thou wilt know how men treat loyalty,
And finally in the end, what is there left for me,
Nothing more, nothing less than what could be.


"..because nothing else matters.."

30.4.12

We Are Young


"..just carry me home tonight.."

Live and Let DIe

See me doth shine so bright,
See the eye of heaven's light,
Try and try as I might,
To love or not to love is my fight.


See the stars doth twinkle at night,
So still they may seem to my sight,
Why, I ask myself, do I feel so tight,
Not to weary, but still with some fright.


"Is this just another way to die...?"

2.4.12

Sweet Purple



Someone's birthday is coming up and I'm gonna get this for that someone. 

"I hope you like it lil miss. Happy birthday."

22.3.12

Sonnet 1 (Wonderous Pityfull)

Will I exchange thee for some other,
Some other much  better, maybe true,
And be thy love despair'd by thou lover,
It may be some what different; t'is a clue,
What mighty magic has been cast,
Upon every thought my mind has made,
Clear as day; it all may seem to last,
Though complexions murky; dark as jade,
In sight of light I see nothing change,
For thou love for thou prince so strong,
My dream would be dull as the colour of beige,
But dreaming becomes ecstasy when thou come along,
Make it simmer this feeling of hurt,
Trying not to let it waste into the dirt.


"Shakespeare is an inspiration to lovers in despair."

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