Just A Little Thing
Just a little thing
More Posts from Literally-nemo and Others
vincent giarrano
If I could paint, I’d paint you a symphony If I could sing, I’d sing you the Starry Night If I could act, I’d recite you a ballet If I could dance, I’d dance you a soliloquy
But I am a poet And all I can do Is write you my heart
veronica
fiona
the westborow godhatesgoths website’s ‘warning signs that your child may be a goth’ is my favorite thing because
yeah getting doctor who pins is considered “goth”
oops i guess thats all of you
i..
didnt you use the internet to create this website…?
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breaking news: shakespeare may have been a goth!
what
are you even..?
yeah people that try to make friends are goths
wow
WOW
Hey nerds so I'm 18 now here have a super attractive picture of my sexy face ily all
Merry Christmas!
Hey, everybody! Sorry I've been gone so long, both here and with my phone. I've been doing a lot of writing music and a lot less poetry, so I might change the general attire of this blog soon. I hope you lovely people are having wonderful holidays, and that whatever it is you celebrate went incredibly well. I, myself, celebrate Christmas, and it was a total blowout for me! I not only got the freaking beautiful BOSE headphones that I asked for from my grandparents and uncle, but also a gorgeous mini-speaker from my parents (also by BOSE) that connects via Bluetooth. It's ridiculous how spoiled I am. :3 Let me know in a message what's been going on with you guys! I may or may not have my phone around, for those that have my phone number. I'm visiting a lot of family, and it's been a bit exhausting. Sadly, I've become unable of going to sleep before midnight without doing something, and this just happens to be it tonight. Also, there will be a sledding "party" (could you imagine me actually throwing any kind of real party? That would not go well at all.) after school someday behind Aurora High School. All are invited. It will probably be during exam time, so we can all go to our exam and just bring snow gear with us and then use it to the edge of its spontaneous combustion from pure awesomeness. I wonder if any of this is actually making sense right now.
TL;DR -I'm not dead -I probably won't have my phone for a bit yet -Sledding at my school during exams
Angel
She can see her house from here. So far off, it seems to hardly exist, Much like how she feels about home Though the two have never coincided
She feels the rough concrete where she sits It's broken in places and dirty; Nobody's allowed up here anyway, They might hurt themselves or something
Nobody looks up at her dangling feet She doesn't blame them, of course She can hardly see them at all And she's always seen so clearly
She stands up and looks around At the highest point that she can see, She feels just like an angel, Her dress flaps in the wind
When she wakes, she will have wings Wings that would have saved her, Were they hers in this life Imagining their soft feathers in her hands,
She falls.
