Is there still a TC going on?
galaxyhithhiker asked: What's this? A new follower? Because I LOVE your writing.
To all my new followers
First, Thank you for following me! Second, and this goes to everyone to, my poetry comes it bursts and fits. I can’t do it everyday, just doesn’t work like that, for me at least, I think. It’s like a sickness that comes and goes with out warning, without any precursor. Just giving you guys a head up.
Eyes Shut Wide
Eyes shut wide I dream like no other I dream of mazes Labyrinths of stone Winding paths That lead to dead ends and pitfalls I dream of giants Gargantuans of flesh Towering high Reaching for the sun and moon I dream of dragons Whirlwinds of flame Roaring by Laying waste to the fields of gold I dream of fairies Lights of innocence Flicker on Leading the way out the quagmire Eyes shut wide I dream...
Burnt out, a used cigarette Stomped out on the city street Ashes being blown by the Cold winter wind Scattered to the sea and sky
All I want, is a warm body To curl up next to To nestle against Like two embers laying In the ashes of our burnt out lives
Can make your day Or break your heart Save a life Or send it straight off a cliff Such a small gesture Can bring such floods of emotions Such a small gesture Has more weight than any word
Thick Lines and Gentle Curves
Raven hair flows long and bold Just like the ink she spills on the page Her words are delicate yet strong Thick lines and gentle curves Confessing her hearts desires Scrawling out her very soul For the world to witness
Message me in my inbox if you want me to write a poem about you, because i guess I’m all right at it. Also tell me if you want it to be anon or not, because i really don’t care either way.
My 4 string wielding, crimson haired angel With a face that could soothe any soul Toils away at here craft Carving poetry into souls Scraping out vivid truths Turning words into worlds Creating everything from nothing A muse of inspiration To all fallen writers
Standing on the shoulders of giants Reaching for the stars and moon Clutching at the sun and clouds Shooting out to space and beyond
This fuzz growing in head Like the static on the tube Or the feedback from a 6 string White noise between the stations Whispers lies and deceit Tries to cover the truth That I try sifting through in vain Like pawing though fog Or swimming in quicksand Struggles with no gain This fuzz growing in my head
Anonymous asked: You love: Flannel, women, bacon, boobs, bass guitars, beards, and the occasional witty gif.
hotpervymess-deactivated2012020 asked: This isn't anon, but I think you're a slutface for bacon and you approve of this message.
anonymously message me exactly what type of person...
Earthy and animal smells fill my nose The crackle of the pan, and the rise of smoke Sense invigorated by this morning ritual
Fucking solid day
First real day of jamming today with my bro and my friend. Felt awesome.
Reblog if you want one of these in your askbox;
itsprobablysomeone: itwassunnyday: A stupid question A compliment A story A poem About you Why you follow me If you met me what would you do A cute message One thing you want to tell me One thing you want to know about me
I want slut bacon
this tag needs to be used more….
I just realized I spawned a whole new tag...
This morning(or I guess when I woke)
I made coffee and bacon, while wearing flannel. Great way to start off the day off or the Greatest way to start the day off?
hotpervymess-deactivated2012020 asked: TMI: I like Matt abs.
TMI tuesday people!
Go for it!
Or greatest Tinychat?
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Swirling, whirling, the fear is pooling Like dark waters around my ankles As I’m circled by fallen angels While iridescent raven like wings Remind me of darker times and things Of nevermore and broken gold rings Of bitter tears and poisonous stings Rising, roaring, the fear is growing Like icy waters around my knees As I’m circled by demons in threes Their wicked jaws and teeth...
She has a flair for the dramatic An actress on the grandest of stages Knows all her cues and every line She shines on and on, the brightest star But on the inside shes all burnt out Tired of keeping up this facade She can’t keep this mask on anymore She can’t keep this act up anymore
They Say I Have pretty eyes
They say I have pretty eyes Blue with gold around the edges That have seen so much Pain and tears Death and suffering In a short 20 years They say I have pretty eyes Gold veins under stream surfaces That have seen so many Smiles and cheers Laughs and good times In a long 20 years They say I have pretty eyes Blue with gold around the edges
“LILLI’S LACTATION HAS DESTROYED ME” -Solange
Girls who wear flannel
GET AT ME(reblog/like so i know who to follow!)
2011 is almost over. Inbox me something you've...
Anonymous asked: I think you could be cool. You seem cool. I never talk to you but you have great facial hair.
~ Reblog if you want your followers to tell you...
Christmas Edition of Tiny Chat →
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2011 is almost over. Inbox me something you've...
why not ladies and gents?
Sipping coffee, listening to the Avett Brothers,...
Life is so fucking good to me sometime.
Merry Christmas to all my Followers!
Or any other holiday you may or not be celebrating! Just have a great day!
Incoming photo dump....
Fair warning everyone!
Just trying to keep my sanity...
Until I turn in that last exam.
I have no shame in rolling through the flannel and...
AND LIKING EVERY GODDAMN PICTURE
Follow this Blog. She is an outstanding poet for...
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Everyone has scars across their souls and crosses to burden their shoulders Weights tied around their hearts Trying to drag them down The heavier the weights The stronger the one who stands
Drunken Santas Terrorize Manhattan Edition of... →
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