nuthin much. I'm going in the shower nao. Msn me in about 10 minutes, m'luv. x
HELL TO THE YEAH :v
:.-.: How do I do this so I can join in.
:v I hated the songs so much. Although, I must admit, the geese that laid golden eggs were good :lolface: They always made me laugh so much. In the newer film, I found the Dad part of Willy Wonka's history rather amusing, as they dug deeper into his history rather than lacing around the edges like the original.
'bout time you went back to your old name.
[IMG] love me back?
"the books left lustless" I love this line. I had to pick it out. I adore it. Again, more rhyming ! I would love to see more rhyming in your stuff, although I do love it already ;D <3
You don't have to read all of them - if any of them at all, really - if you don't want to, hunny. Thanks for reading, and I'm glad you like reading my work! (Thanks for the support off people so far, in posts and outside of the thread.<3) Tonight God will Shine the Light. Tonight I sit at my bedside, With dark closed eyes, Whispering my goodbyes, As I say hello to God Is looking down on me, And I know that soon it will be, My time to fly, My time to Shine Like a star, The white dot grows brighter, Engulfing the darkness, And showing me the Light Surrounding me, As God looks down on me, As the white dot, Is not a dot, And otherwise a Room To breathe, Hearing my heart settle, Into a steady beat, As the men in white uniform, Continue their procedure, Of push, push, breathe, Repeat Like a broken record, Questions queried, Heads raised, Faces shocked and Worried About the future, It all happens again. And tonight, I sit at my bedside, With dark closed eyes, Whispering my goodbyes, As I say hello to the God that shines the light on my life.
And so you finally cross. ... I am disappointed in you.
Oh, same here c: The old one had singing, which put me off it. Although his writing is so simple at times, it takes you away and into his stories and settings x3 I love his stuff.
Oh, don't be sorry. Haha, a body fixator as a souvenir? Now THAT'S a souvenir; better than a crappy tshirt or bandage. ;D As for little old...
msn nao. :/gasp:
I was not invited to this party. ...Why not? I could be the whore who hangs in the closet all night with a million different people. hells yeah.
I check girls out waaaay too much. Not in a perverted way, but one glance is sometimes too much to resist ._. I flirt with guys and crash them down at the last second... Oh, and I love chocolate milk.
The witches being remade? Now that sounds like a good idea ;D I love the 2005 version of Charlie And The Chocolate Factory. I really do think they captured the eccentricity and obscurity that is Willy Wonka. Although, some may disagree with my opinion on this.
All three are pretty good, although I would love to see more rhyming going on in them. It isnt crucial, but it would be nice to see ;D Hmm, the last sentence of this poem would be better if you just left it at 'memories'. It might just be the way I read it, but when the 'of my past' was added at the end of the sentence, it sort of threw me off beat rather than closing the poem completely. Were you aiming for this? I'm just curious. <33
you and me With a bloodstained arm, Pale and thin, You grasp my attention, And your tale begins. I listen intently, With eyes so wide, You take two glances, But still confide. I can’t help but assume, That you get a sick kick, By making me worry, And fret like this. I want to scream so loudly, But my throat prevents, The echoing anger, That I want to repent, From lungs so dry, And sore from sobbing, And a head so clotted, And tired from throbbing. And yet you appear before me, With a smile on your face, Loving each moment, Whilst hiding your disgrace. I hate your life with me, And hate my life with you, You keep making these claims, And I wait the day, That you see them through.
Hmm. I love it, but... where's the ending? D8 It feels incomplete. It might just be me, or others may catch on to it. <3 still awesome
I just got my mom with that. She hit me across the back of my head pretty hard.
Does this make you a terrorist, Kay? ._.
