Drake is brilliant.
if i was trapped inside a room filled with explosives and the only way out was to eat a whole tomato i would die
I am not going to talk about my day. Today has not been a day worth talking about. Today was an intermediate day between chaotic day (yesterday) and chaotic memories (last few months). But I titled it todays date because today is the day where I write something. I haven’t written something in almost a year. There’s a lot of reasons for this. A lot of things that I don’t want to talk about. It’s not necessary to do so. All is in the past. I’m tired of offering excuses. Today is the day I write again and that is all that matters. This is just rambling to get me started.
I have an idea and I need to put it on paper. I have an idea for a short story, or possibly a novel, and I need to see it materialize. There’s just so many pesky details. Like the fact that my main character needs some depth. To find depth I must look within my own persona and adopt some type of model. I don’t know if I’m ready to do that. It feels “too soon” to acquire feelings. But without depth my character is just my puppet. A creation similar to a rag doll. A character must have a life of its own. A life the author didn’t even intend to create. A life force that can be evaluated and prodded. A life that teaches lessons and clarifies definition. I don’t really think I’m there yet. So for now, I’m just going to ramble. I’m just going to warm up my mind and remember what it feels like to write something. What it feels like to truly savor a sentence. So here I am and this is my challenge. I challenge myself because I’m tired of challenging others and leaving me out of it. I’m tired of not feeling like I’m actually worth the wait. Today, on a public forum no one reads but myself every couple of months, I am challenging myself to take me seriously.
Let’s just take a moment to appreciate the fact that Pooh has just shoved the equivalent of his own internal organs back into his body like it was no big deal.
Asleep - The Smiths
Laura - Bat for Lashes
The Fall - Rhye
Every Single Night - Fiona Apple
Rivers and Roads - The Head & the Heart
Myth - Beach House
Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right by Bob Dylan
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