I need this to pop up every now and then… better than the usual message!
IMAGE by At0micandy on Flickr.
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just a guy with a romantic side who enjoys sharing his writing with you -- clicking the Sonnetville Originals link below is the most direct route to my writing.
ASK ME ANYTHING
ASK ME ANYTHING
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Now there’s a place to have a little coffee and conversation!
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Not my brand of beauty.
I am formless always.
like horror or ghosts
or o’s without edges.You...
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Like days of the week, I am
seven people.
I have headaches and dreams
like mystics
here.
What... -
everything about you is beautiful.
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I wish I had a picture of the one I had! It wasn’t as beat up, but was a lovely, crummy VW bus, just the same! christineyells:
untitled by Sweet World Photography on Flickr.
Volkswagen vans
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How darn precious is this?
Clara Bow - New Years 1928
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![beadsoul:
My sweet little dog’s M.O. explained at last!
thedailywhat:
Flowchart of the Day: Oh, dogs. Don’t ever change.
[ihah.]
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My sweet little dog’s M.O. explained at last!
Flowchart of the Day: Oh, dogs. Don’t ever change.
[ihah.]
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birdcagesribcages: Not my brand of beauty.
I am formless always.
like horror or ghosts
or o’s without edges.You were the character-the clutter
on a desk I cleared away-
the writer killed you off for conveniencewith a pretty girl, never as beautiful as when you told me you loved her.
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Like days of the week, I am
seven people.
I have headaches and dreams
like mystics
here.
What you shovel
and
the medicocrity you
applaud
means
I am
Tuesday.
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birdcagesribcages: The ash in your hair is confetti.
You’re not so special that loss is only yours
and anger
and a (capacity) to outgrow
your skin
doesn’t Always mean
you’re full of fire.There is never much to celebrate
but
the sky is a barn of straw
set alight, set aflame
I throw in your pictures
(I throw in the frames)
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Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix.
Karen Marie Moning (via projectleftfoot)
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mysearchforwisdom: to be taken apart
I am ready to
be unraveled
released
removed
and undone,
I want to be
a rope frayed
into wild strands
I want to be
braided back together
with the skill
of artist hands
I want like a puzzle wants
to be put together with
more beauty and precisions
than I had been
In the beginning
I want someone
to make me a better me
with a new perspective
and little more
objectivity….
