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Open Letter (To My Sister)Open Letter (To My Sister)
Dear Little Big Sister,
First off, you’re freaking awesome and amazing and hilarious and an incredible giver of the nickname. Okay, now that that’s out of the way, onto the actual letter.
I debated back ‘n’ forth on prose, free verse, spoken word, and traditional poetry to use as a birthday gift for my little big sister (Yes, an oxymoron but we’re weird, trill, and epic like that. Deal with it.). And I thought to myself, “Man…I’m gonna go Kanye and just be like, ‘Forget that old ish, I’m on that new ish.’” And that new ish is open letters. Munira, my little big sister and Souljournalist, I love you. I love you for your creativity, I love you for your honesty, I love you for your heart, and I love you for your kindness.
You are an inspiration, a creator, and one hell of a thinker. You are an artist and you inspire me every day with all that you are and o
Being HumanDear You,
I believe that we were not destined to die,
nor born to. I believe that we were born to
be dropped into the cesspool that is life, and
destined to cause ripples. The ripples, of
course, will eventually fade, but it's what
you do when life is still rippling that makes a
small difference in this world. Because let's
face it: one can only be remembered for so
long. Eventually, we will perish, along with
the ones who tried to keep us alive.
It's not a pessimistic thought, per se. Think
of yourself leaving behind a chain of memories
which will be worn down and forgotten over
time, but kept in pristine condition. The bonds
you created with others will be strong, not
malleable, to the point of closure. I hope you
built your chains strong enough, because only
a few will be left to tend to them when you're
This letter is written from and signed to you
because I finally understand your message.
Cherish your eleven p.m. shots of night,
because some day soon you won't be able
Auditions!So, in the last entry I was talking about :icondon-hill-44: doing a Lets read of 'Gaming is Magic'
He needs two voice actors.
A deep male voice to play Mark - Link
A male British accent to play Aaron - Link
for his Let's Read
You have to be ok with MLP and Markimash lol
If you are interested, contact him!
GratitudeIt's hard to believe
that it's been 6 years
since I joined dA,
and began showing myself to the world,
making new friends,
and staying in touch with the old.
It's been 6 years
of learning and trying new things
while developing my skills
as both a writer and an artist
as well as learning how to better communicate ideas.
In these 6 years
I wasn't always there
when things got tough for others
but there was always someone there
to help pick me up when I was down
#welcomehomephilOkay guys we need you more than ever.
We (:iconlittlephilosaur: and i) want to get #welcomehomephil trending on twitter0 PHIL IS ON HIS PLANE. all you have to do is tweet using the hashtag 'welcomehomephil' AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. spreading the message to any of your followers would also be lovely!
If you do this, i'll be so grateful. I'll do a request, i'll do follow back or whatever, but PLEASE, get #welcomehomephil trending!
thanks guys xx
A Message to My Future SelfA message to my future self.
I write to you myself in the near future, to remind you of the mistakes you made in your life. Remember to avoid buying Half-Life 3, I know it will come out, people say it won't, but I know it will be! If you get a million dollars, buy out our politicians to make them do whatever you want for your benefit. Don't meet, and befriend assholes, remember that stupid girl Emma? God I was naive into being her friend, she was such a bitch. That's one mistake I wish to fix, you better not make another friend like her, or you'll regret it! Are you still doing that story with Robert? Remember to come up with a lot of ideas for whatever you two do. Oh, and you're still rping with Anna? I hope so.
Sincerely, your past self.
In realitySchool freaking sucks as well. The thing to remember is - I know, when you're there it feels like it's never going to end and you'll be there forever and all, but it's only there until you're... what... 20 at the most? and then you walk out of that area of your life and seriously, you'll never look back. The people you hang around with right now will be a blip in your memory. Yeah you'll remember some of your lessons - that's what education is for, but even your grades won't matter massively. This doesn't mean you should slack and skive off or anything, everything you do at school now shows future employees what you're like at working so the better you do, the better you prove you are a learner and the more you show up, the less likely you are to skive off work and that's important.
But these shitty friends won't mean a thing to you very soon, they'll be a part of your past life that is in the back of your mind. You're so close to the end, it's just this final push, these last few year
Cadenky en Problemas 2 Cap. 5~ Natasha lleva a Franky a una sala de conciertos cerca de por ahí ~
Franky: … Este lugar es…
Natasha: Ah… parece que lo recuerdas.
Franky: Cómo no olvidar el lugar donde Cadence se presentó por primera vez…
Natasha: ¿Crees que si traemos a Cadence aquí, tal vez recuerde algo?
Franky: Bueno, ella no sabe que tiene hermanas, asique será un poco difícil que la traigas diciéndole hermana…
Natasha: … ~Le da una cachetada~
Franky: … ¿Qué te pasa?
Natasha: No digas eso que se siente feo… Además lo dice el que se va a casar ¬3¬
Franky: … ¬.¬
~ Kasane Teto – Jitter Doll (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NlWfGaOUzEg)~
(LETRA NO ENCONTRADA T.T)
- Lo que acaban de escuchar es el opening (?? No tiene nada que ver con la historia pero se oye chingon –
~ Al día siguiente ~
Petey K: ¿Y cómo piensan en que Cadence rec
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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