And I'm really hungry.
You should never be hungry on your birthday.
But I guess it's my fault.
I'm preparing for my amazing dinner tonight with my family.
And then staying the night with my best friend.
Probably gonna watch Season Three Dragon Ball Z, and play Speed.
Hmm.
Where did Aaron go?
It's my birthday. D:
He's with Mrs. Onkst.
He loves her more than me.
D:
He's supposed to be my husband.
He's a sucky husband.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Bashell Dier's Painting Rising Action
After a long day, Gary was asleep in his little nook, covered with his red blanket. A smile peeked out signifying some sweet dream in which he was content, living in another world, another history. The troubles of that day were gone, if only for a moment,as the stars had ceased to fall out of the sky. Then, in the dark void of the night, a bright light grew closer and closer. No one saw it, save for a few late nighters and insomniacs. Then the light burst into flames and was heading straight for Gary. The bright light made him blink sleepily, and his heart jumped in his throat as he realized it was coming straight for him. Then out of nowhere, a hand pulled him out of the rubble and dragged him to safety, just as the star exploded where he was sitting.
Rising Action Painting
Stuck in a dream. There's no wayo to get out. Trapped here forever.
What a cruel trick. I wish I never drank that potion.
I should've known better than to trust him.
Now I lay here, forever asleep, dreaming.
But forever isn't going to be very long because your body starts to starve after a while.
And I'm sure I'm gonna end up pooping myself.
That is a horrible way to die.
What a cruel trick. I wish I never drank that potion.
I should've known better than to trust him.
Now I lay here, forever asleep, dreaming.
But forever isn't going to be very long because your body starts to starve after a while.
And I'm sure I'm gonna end up pooping myself.
That is a horrible way to die.
Candyland
Love is like Candyland. You're so excited at first, because you're surrounded by all this amazing candy. But by the end of the day, you're mad, upset and you just want some steak. -_-
Washed Away
I've had the most horrible weekend ever. I feel like my insides have just been washed away,down the drain. I feel like a cold hearted bitch. Sorry only works so many times before it doesn't mean anything and I'm afraid I've used up all mine. Don't pass go,straight to jail. Cruel treatment for a cruel person. I feel empty.Lost.Gone. The unanswered phone calls, the constant wondering. This is surely going to drive me crazy. I can only hold back for so long before the flood gates open and everything pours out.
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