Don't expect too much from this Tumblr page as even I do not know what will be on it. I hardly finish things, especially since I don't think things are EVER finished. I have piece of poetic thoughts rather than whole poems. While you are on this page, don't judge the writer behind the words. I am FAR more complex than what you could gather from reading my words here. Those who know me in person have a hard time knowing me, those who know me on the internet, hardly know me.

Take it easy, for your sake. =P

24th February 2012

Photo reblogged from Only Infinity is Invincible with 62,276 notes

23rd February 2012

Photoset reblogged from Only Infinity is Invincible with 17,962 notes

thatthingwithfeathers:

my old room mate right there lol

Hahah. That’s me!!! True story! =D Need I say more!

Source: swiftst

24th May 2011

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Somethings Go Undescovered

Just a little scenario/vision/some creative profound thing that I had in my head, and it suddenly diminished as soon as I put it on paper.

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Strapped down underneath the scalple

I can feel the blade cut through my flesh.

My eyes are wide open;

I wasn’t given enough anestetics

~

I watch these people with masks above me

Wearing suits and rubber gloves,

My head begins to spin dizzy

As I see tools covered in my blood

~

The sight of blood doesn’t bother me,

I’ve just never seen so much before,

The amount draining from my body,

Seemed to form puddles on the floor,

~

The room started spinning

And the the walls began to blur

My wide eyes started closing,

As a surgeon yelled, “we’re losing her!”

~

I was in a field of flowers,

The ground parallel to the sky

I’ve never felt so pure

and free enough to fly

~

I ran and ran as fast as I could

And my legs never felt fatigue

Not only was I happy

I was as strong as I could be

~

I walked over to the river,

And I stared into the water clear

Much to my surprise

From my face fell a tear

~

Everyone I ever knew was crying

Trapped in a world of dark grey,

All standing around a table

the table where I lay

~

Some would glance at the monitor

with the flat line and dreary tone

Some would hug my hollow body

And claim it was cold as stone…

~

Suddenly I was ripped from this place

Sent through a spiraling vortex.

I started hear foriegn talk

about some pre-frontal cortex

~

I was pulled further along the spiral

Until I fell back into myself

My body pulsed 2 feet in the air

Till the beeping returned as well

~

I open my eyes to the room

In which I lay before,

The people still wearing masks

My blood still on the floor.

~

They were probing at my insides

And cutting my flesh deep

I sighed and closed my eyes,

And decided to get some sleep.

~

I wake up in the recovery roon

slowly drifting from my dreams,

I find that I’m still wired

and hooked up to machines

~

As the doctor entered the room

I asked if they found what they were looking for

He gave me a longful look,

as he replied, “I’m not sure…”

24th May 2011

Quote

When I say “I’m going to Sleep” I literally mean I’m GOING to sleep. Do you think I just fall there? No. It’s a trip I take every night. My little journey to sleep. It’s a place I go to.
— By none other than the best roommate ever!!! Katie.

23rd May 2011

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That is the question…

“Am I to be or not to be”:

The question that still captures me,

For this answer no one knows,

And as I ponder, confusion grows,

Whereas I am given a choice,

The simple option to use my voice,

Yet here I sit and vacillate,

The choice I choose to choose my fate,

Do I go left or do I go right,

Is it black or is it white,

In my head these thoughts reside,

Given a choice, I can’t decide,

My mind rocks to and fro,

For this answer I do not know,

Which way to go I cannot see,

Am I to be or not to be?

17th May 2011

Photo reblogged from Only Infinity is Invincible with 488 notes

FireWater

FireWater

Source: rachpushoffski

17th May 2011

Quote reblogged from Only Infinity is Invincible

Theres a girl in the corner with tear stains on her eyes, from the places she’s wandered and the shame she can’t hide. She says ‘how did I get here? I’m not who I once was. Am I crippled by the fear that I’ve fallen too far for love?’
But don’t you know who you are? What has been done for you? Don’t you know who you are?

You are more than the choices that you’ve made, you are more than the sum of your past mistakes, you are more than the problems you create, you’ve been remade.
— Tenth Avenue North (via thatthingwithfeathers)

Source: thatthingwithfeathers

17th May 2011

Photo with 2 notes

An Album cover I made… Using a picture from photo bucket, the band name from wikipedia, and the title from the first or last 4 or 5 words from a random quote page.

An Album cover I made… Using a picture from photo bucket, the band name from wikipedia, and the title from the first or last 4 or 5 words from a random quote page.

17th May 2011

Quote

Sometimes people put up walls not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to tear them down.
— I don’t know who it is by… But I love it…

16th May 2011

Question with 1 note

tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?

On MY planet? I would like to visit a place developed by happiness. A place ruled by understanding and aged by laughter. Encouraging wonder, built on discovery. The forecast calling for a few showers of fortune, but mostly rays of shining Love throughout the land erasing the shadows and darkness. When nightfalls, I want the sky to unfold with glittering hope. Millions and millions of wishes blown into the sky, shining as they kiss each and everyone a goodnight. The trees to sway, and the leaves to sing the restless soul to sleep. The heart marching to the peaceful sounds, as never-ending thoughts start to dance in the disembodied mind as opposed to raging and whirling chaotically. The eyelids feel heavy-No not from exhaustion-but with peace, as they slowly shut. Dreams start to unravel, and I am sent soaring with rapture. I awaken refreshed. I drink the morning dew, and start anew.