kinda bored, might blame all my problems on capitalism idk
What are all of your favourite bible verses? Why are they dear to you? Use this post as an excuse to speak all about them 💗
but when i die
let mine eyes not take a last look
at your beautiful wings
those rosèd locks of hair
all of your- pretty little things
that i could only dream of
and when i fall to the ground
let it not be caused by thy wings
the wings that saved, and picked me up
the ground so sweetly whispering me forth
the wind that caught me, and pulled me up
for lilies in the grass call my name.
it’s not really a kraken game if john and edzo haven’t had at least one ridiculous side conversation in the first 5 minutes lmfao
Start in November-
A perfectly respectable month,
When the clouds grow dim
And the trees are hardly awake,
Hibernating from the cold.
And when you start in november
Wakening on the first day
Up to sit and make your very first drink of the month
“Tea with lemon”, the poetic way of calling it
To sip it and realize you hate november
As you’re never going to work in such cold conditions.
Start in the evening-
When you just got home from work.
You thought last night: “perhaps I will get it done
When the sky turns gold and blue
And I can relax while doing so.”
But you realize quite soon
That you hate evenings with work
Evenings where one must arrive
Home from even more work
Just to simply start another task.
And you realize, once again
You’re never going to work in such hardworking conditions.
Start inside a cabin-
Arrive, just in time to set the fire
Watching snow outside the window
Falling long, but quietly.
Then relax so deeply into a blanket
(that only feels comfortable because it isn’t your own)
And realize you’re never going to work in such comfortable conditions.
Start upon a hill-
A quite romantic feeling.
Laying upon a hillside
Right next to a picnic basket filled with goods you made the day before.
Mountains reign before you
Of the most exemplary scenery.
For several minutes you watch the sky
The clouds going by uncomfortably fast
And the chilly breeze sweeping upon you.
Bugs start to crawl on the picnic blanket
And soon onto your hand.
In another world they might be ladybugs
But in this one they are simply inconveniences.
And you sit upon the grass
Stink bugs creeping up your legs
You realize you’ll never be able to work in such pest-infested conditions.
Start someday, sometime-
Until you cannot put it off.
Six feet above water
Six feet under par
Twenty years surprised her
Amongst the quicket little stars !
Two feet beneath the surface
One beneath the soul
Twelve above the heart
Crafted from earthly gold.
Consider what would happen
To a damsel in dismay
Of fear and trembling wonderfully
Of her step to be light and gay
A cricket cap upon her hair
In the sorrowful evening gray !
Twas much of once a worry
What would happen, under par
Beneath the pandemonium’s walls
Beneath the tribal stars
Much yearns to be taken
From the step, last week’s array
For the cricket cap on her head
And her step to be light and gay !
soup....shooup...schooup...soUP. SOUP.,.! soup. god i lvoe soup. man i just. dSoup. people ask me how im aroace. its cause soup exists you fucking idiot.s. youre out here being allo wasting your.e time while u could be eating soup. GOD i LOVE SOUP. man its just. so good. schhcocoleloep. slurp. soup. man i jt. how could you not love soup i dont understand
someone tell me why comedically stepping around like this actually feels like im being quieter
Dentist confessional. Like, forgive me doctor for I have sinned. I have partaken of the wine. Not only that, but the coffee and the tea. I consume carbonated beverages regularly. I eat sweets such as saltwater taffy and caramels. On the weekend, if I sleep in, I only brush my teeth at night. And then the dentist is like, "and are you flossing, my child?" and they just have to look away
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