Hello, this is me - coming back.

I've been hiding for awhile, because I was scared, because of anxiety and depression and...everything. But I'm back now. PREPARE YOURSELF.

Real People:
Matt Smith
Benjamin Franklin
Marah
JK Rowling

Fictional People of other people's makings:
The Eleventh Doctor
The Tenth Doctor
Luna Lovegood
Sherlock

Fictional People of my making:
Beatrice
Vivienne
Polly
& Annie, Matt, or Luciana.

In order of least annoying to most.

-Pessimism

-He wants me to be 'the best I can', which apparently means 'do what everyone else does'

-He talks more than I do. Who is paying whom here?!

-He says the same things every time. I hear the same stories every week. I'm not even exagerating.

-"One in 10,000 black kids get in the NBA".
That's why I won't get ( Read more... )

There's been some discussion recently on Tumblr about what they could possibly do to raise the stakes for a National Treasure 3. We have this so far for 1 & 2

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Demons Run:

Demons run when a good man goes to war.
Night will fall and drown the sun,
When a good man goes to war.

Friendship dies and true love lies,
Night will fall and the dark will rise,
When a good man goes to war.

Demons run but count the cost
The battle’s won, but the child is lost
When a good man goes to war.

The Garden of Proserpine

By Algernon Charles Swinburne

Here, where the world is quiet;
Here, where all trouble seems
Dead winds' and spent waves' riot
In doubtful dreams of dreams;
I watch the green field growing
For reaping folk and sowing,
For harvest-time and mowing,
A sleepy world of streams.

I am tired of tears and laughter,
And men that laugh and weep;
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The Bells by Edgar Allen Poe
I
Hear the sledges with the bells -
Silver bells!
What a world of merriment their melody foretells!
How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle,
In the icy air of night!
While the stars that oversprinkle
All the heavens seem to twinkle
With a crystalline delight;
Keeping time, time, time,
In a sort of Runic rhyme,
To the tintinnabulation that ( Read more... )

Annabell Lee by Edgar Allen Poe:
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I ( Read more... )

Don't Fear The Darkness by BP Think (me)
A dream within a dream...
the magic of depth.

Ever changing, re-arranging...

don't fear the darkness.

Like the changing leaves...

like the changing tides...

Like the curving lines of fate,

bent ever so slightly in our favour...

just like these dreams.

We are but a breath...

an inhale of the world...

just like a blade of ( Read more... )