Happy Holidays, everybody! Sorry that I haven't been on in like...a week and a half. I had wicked and awful flu, so I haven't done anything but lay in bed and be sad for that time. Anyway, I'm back on my feet. I have been for the past couple of days, but I have also started picking up extra shifts at work since I'm done with my finals and all that, so I can work more to make extra money. So I have been working nonstop 10 hour shifts lol I took today off cause I felt just awful. But I have 10 hour shifts the rest of the week, minus my day off on Thursday. :lol: It'll be worth it when I get paid. I am also wanting to buy a new tablet for myself
Hey guys!
I was tagged by the lovely FlickeringCandle (https://www.deviantart.com/flickeringcandle); the rules are simple: You have to paste the thumbs of 2 or 3 deviations of yours, that you posted around this date a year ago.
Then you tag 5 friends, and they shall do the same thing in their journals.
If the date wasn't around September, 2013--just post any poem that is from 2013 and close to it.
I tag...
HamsterScribbles (https://www.deviantart.com/hamsterscribbles)
ChainsawInk (https://www.deviantart.com/chainsawink)
V-Lee-Croasdell (https://www.deviantart.com/v-lee-croasdell)
NemoX7 (https://www.deviantart.com/nemox7)
hypermagical (https://www.deviantart.com/hypermagical)
...unless you don't want to. It's fine. :D
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Updates! Okay... The first week of college was pretty messed up. Along with my sleeping schedule. Nothing productive came as of late
You have been a dear, and one of the best
With your friendship, I was so very blessed.
In my heart, no one was able to get
Your special place, because only you fit.
Deep inside, I knew that you are the one
And I must admit, you are also fun.
May you enjoy these simple gifts of mine
Forever grateful to you, my sunshine.
Quite the displeasure
Which I cannot measure;
From the way you spoke
Out of a heart that broke.
Just leave me alone
To me, you are unknown.
I was way too young
To uncover your tongue.
By many, I fell
Into what's worse than hell.
So stop blaming me!
Life is not always free.
Move on with your life
With finding a housewife;
To vent your self in
And let the game begin.
I'll join in on the fun and follow the many before me :D Happy birthday DA, thank you for existing! Not much of a present, but here's my 'story'!
March 10 2013, I was having a 'sleepover' with a friend, MinsaChan (https://www.deviantart.com/minsachan) to be exact. We had a meeting with a group of friends in Zwolle and afterwards she came with me, too my home 'up north'. She is an amazing artist herself, and a sweet girl, a good person and she had read some of my poetry. She said to me, 'I think this is something for you!', she showed me the site and I got enthusiastic, I wanted to join. She helped me create an account and I was sweet with it for the rest of the evening :P
The s
the dreamer type can only speak in smoke-spirals by counting-vertebrae, literature
Literature
the dreamer type can only speak in smoke-spirals
he's got wasteland words dripping
from the migraine-swell of his skull &
down through the splinters of his spine.
the kid's a connoisseur, but only of
dead hands & phantom depressions;
he's more of a dilettante for
the spectacle called being.