I'm creeped out.


TeaShe stares at the wall as the kettle boils, very carefully not thinking.Tea
The quiet roar of the kettle dies down to a bubbling noise before stopping completely, and immediately she he snatches it up, pouring steaming water over the lone teabag at the bottom of the mug. The tea is red, rich and red. She lets it steep for a while, watching the flavour seep out, dying it ever darker.
She is impatient. She fishes the teabag out and pours in milk, watching it billow and bloom and blossom, turning the tea amber-brown; the colour of stained pine, or honey, or perhaps simply the colour of tea.
No sugar,
Changeling

SmileDid you know you colour the world? Everything was achromatic until you smiled.Smile


Roses Are Not Always RedRoses are not always red; You like them heavy with scent With fragrance that rises like heat in the air Heady, intoxicating, sweet.Roses Are Not Always Red
Pink-petaled or white as new paper; The colour of old parchment, yellowing and pale Dusky peach, deep orange, Burning like the evening sky.
They climb languidly around your door,
Draping lazily in the summer heat As if bored, they grow in sculpted bushes along your path Beautiful and distant.
You like them rich and expensive, with petals like silk But you like them just as much poor and sweet and bright Folde


lie to me.i am the way a child knows, without being told, that her father is not coming home. (i am the reason why she can feel the fatal moment, like a blow. she is too young to understand what the pain means but not too young to feel it.)lie to me.
i am the way a husbands heart stops when his wife breathes her last ragged breath. (i am the reason why their hearts beat in tandem and why his arrests along with hers.)
i am the way you felt when your brother died in a cold hospital bed, too many miles away from you. (i am the way your heart broke when you realized that your bones and marrow and heartbreak did not save him. i am the


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Dear:
[ ] Sir, [ ] Madam, [ ] Bitch of indeterminate gender upon whom my wrath falls like the unseen hand of a vengeful God,
I am a dissatisfied customer. To wit, I find myself growing steadily more displeased with the:
[ ] product [ ] services [ ] sexual relationship [ ] exotic animal (specify) ______________________ [ ] other (specify) ____________________________
You provided and wish to bring the matter to your attention. To be blunt, the item in question:
[ ] is dangerously
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How does one become a butterfly?" she asked. "You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.
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I can't stress this enough: ball bearings you can eat? Masterpiece! (Doctor Who)
-Friend of DApride-
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How does one become a butterfly?" she asked. "You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.
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I can't stress this enough: ball bearings you can eat? Masterpiece! (Doctor Who)
-Friend of DApride-
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How does one become a butterfly?" she asked. "You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar.
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Come see what all the fuss is about ---- [link]
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I can't stress this enough: ball bearings you can eat? Masterpiece! (Doctor Who)
-Friend of DApride-
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