"This song is ending. But the story never ends."
I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Have you heard of Ban Bossy? It’s the new initiative from Lean In and the Girl Scouts that’s trying to ban “bossy” and similar words that are used to bring down girls that are ambitious, take risks, and speak up. By changing the way we treat girls who lead, hopefully our generation will someday see more women in leadership roles.
I wonder if that’s why I was so outcasted in high school. I had such a high self-esteem, and took charge in a lot of situations. Which ended up helping me get a manager position at 18. I was still shunned for it, because apparently I was too bossy.
I’m standing on the edge
My demons behind me
trying to pull me back
pulling me back into the darkness
I look over the edge
The edge of freedom
Just a leap away
From absolute bliss
Without looking back
Eyes closed, one step
into the light
I feel comfort gripping me
I feel my pain stripping away
I feel my demons dying
I fall so gracefully
I fall so softly
Eyes wide open
My peace has come
Surrounded by light
Surrounded by love
OMG WHAT DID I DO!?
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I LEARNED A THING
This made me cry I don’t knkw what to do
Thank you. I feel free.
Some people honestly need this and I hope they find it.
This makes me quite sad
When I finished reading I said to myself, “No fucking way!” Clever… very clever. You win this time.
Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…
These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.
To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
- Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”
*Crying with laughter*
ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.
THIS IS THE MOST BRILLIANT POSY I HAVE EVER SEEN.
Guys, that’s not only Iambic, that’s a fucking sonnet. *claps*
Grammatically correct for the period and a couple of references to Shakespeare’s actual works.
I’m sincerely impressed.
So yesterday, I remembered this boy I used to go to elementary school with, who I had like the hugest crush on, but was also one of my best friends. I ended up finding him on Facebook last night…he’s still really hot >~<
I’M LITERALLY DYING HERE GUYS!
"stuck in the same place i’ve always been. and i’ll keep wondering, and wondering, and wondering, and wondering… when will my life begin?"
If she has time to spare? I can barely even clean a floor in a day,