... an eye fetish XD. And yeah, it’s not divided like a poem – I couldn’t make myself rewrite it ‘cuase I like the way it is right now – but since it’s ‘choppy’ (I like that word XD) and poemish and rather heavy... Anyways!, enjoywhatever this is. I still have the feeling that Hichi is OOC, but I want to finally get this off of my mind. I know, I know, I should work more on my writing. Maybe next ...
... an eye fetish XD. And yeah, it’s not divided like a poem – I couldn’t make myself rewrite it ‘cuase I like the way it is right now – but since it’s ‘choppy’ (I like that word XD) and poemish and rather heavy... Anyways!, enjoywhatever this is. I still have the feeling that Hichi is OOC, but I want to finally get this off of my mind. I know, I know, I should work more on my writing. Maybe next ...
...either,it would probably break my heart over and over again,to have someone not love me back.i feel for him.blah blah blah,me and my randomness these days.i miss being able to write on here,like poemish type things.so when my nugs sleeping i end up writing rediculous real entries.i hate them,anyways.pink nail polish is not a good color with a brown outfit,i do not match today,but oh freaking well....
Things can be driving along... just fine. Requests for changes can be no where to be found. But then... out of the blue. Someone who isn't new. Someone who isn't a stranger can reach a different level and meaning in your life. It might be due to my lack of relationships with people in general that when I feel a new one forming I get nervous. I become scared and frightened that my feelings of ...
Title: Moonlight Chapter/Part: 1 Fandom: House, M.D. Pairing: Cameron/Thirteen Rating: T Disclaimer: I don't own House, or Cameron, or Thirteen. Dratsss. The room was lit by only the glow of the moon. Speckles of light hit their passion ridden faces. A matter of seconds and there was nothing but skin. There were no words but only heavy breathing. Hands ran through the ...
Characterizing us for our style; trying to keep ourselves up in shape for a while to try not to start no shyt with you but have to have a guarantee from you too The girls all poppin, the boys all hoppin my mommas sitting up all nyte trying to stop it to save my future to forget my past Im sorry but its just all too fast to try to decrease the terror that insists to suggest to leave it ...
I'm happy to be moving on with things. I'm happy to be getting on with life.... I'm happy to be the new and improved me. I'm happy to be without that burden... *sigh* I guess I'm finally starting to see...... That all along... You weren't right for me But it's time to move on, It's a time to be strong... It's time to blow off all our plans I'm happy to be moving on with things.... I'm happy to...
Gardish mein bhi sitare nikalte hain kaanton mein bhi ful sanwarte hain chaho waise ginti karo, yahi paaoge rone kae pal hazaar, khushi ke laakh hain (Thought of having some poemish thing in hindi with title in english :P) On a separate note, I was fiddling with zooming stuff of Mozilla on LJ. So here they are Scaling to Max Scaling to Min 2008 - http://peeyush.livejournal...
...and a rather odd song came one the radio. The beginning of this song sounded sort of like high pitched arguing. It completely ruined my train of thought and so I had to fight to pick up where I left off with my response paper............but I just couldn't concentrate on it after that, so I ended up writing this not-quite-poemish-thing about alien robot gerbils (which I guess is kind of weird).
Yeah, I'm on a poemish kick, which means my life is srsly fucked right now. It's color coded for a reason, ahaha I wake up every morning with a big smile on my face always so outta place... big brown eyes, they drop single tears. watching the screen, blank expression in hand "She's not good enough," they'd say "What a waste of time," He'd say but I keep smiling through. Pretended ...