I don't know why I did it
I should have known better
I can't possibly like a miserable, petty little thing like you
But I guess I just thought
One night
To be free of the memory of him
Wouldn't be so bad
But don't mistake it for something
Other than what it really is
This struggle is bitter
Between my desire to make him happy
And my fear that I'll lose him
The worst thing is
This consuming fear...
May be what makes it a reality
Will I crucify myself
On the cross I built?
Life is unfair.
I'm not going to walk on eggshells for you,
especially when you force-feed me that bullshit.
If you want the freedom that comes with being an adult,
it's about time you start dealing with the consequences.
Not everything can be fixed,
so some things you better try your damnedest not to break.
This isn't just your fucking soap opera -- it's all of ours.
Patience...
How rare a trait that is,
in a world in which everyone wants everything
and take the shortest road to get it.
Your patience
is one thing I like about you.
And your patience
is why I'll wait for you
just like you've waited for me
like a gleaming star in the sky.
i want to cover you with white-out
so you don't make me feel so stupid
i wrote your name too many times
in this old diary of mine
but these things are inevitable
if i did that, i'd be just like you
so i leave you be
and trail my ink onto another page
keeping you as my first mistake
it's more than you deserve
irony
that's what my life is
a jumbled mess of irony
as soon as i swear off love
it comes right back at me
like a boomerang, almost
running away is pointless
and i really don't want to
i just don't like being hurt
but using him as a balm...
isn't quite right, is it?
I don't know why I did it
I should have known better
I can't possibly like a miserable, petty little thing like you
But I guess I just thought
One night
To be free of the memory of him
Wouldn't be so bad
But don't mistake it for something
Other than what it really is
This struggle is bitter
Between my desire to make him happy
And my fear that I'll lose him
The worst thing is
This consuming fear...
May be what makes it a reality
Will I crucify myself
On the cross I built?
Life is unfair.
I'm not going to walk on eggshells for you,
especially when you force-feed me that bullshit.
If you want the freedom that comes with being an adult,
it's about time you start dealing with the consequences.
Not everything can be fixed,
so some things you better try your damnedest not to break.
This isn't just your fucking soap opera -- it's all of ours.
Patience...
How rare a trait that is,
in a world in which everyone wants everything
and take the shortest road to get it.
Your patience
is one thing I like about you.
And your patience
is why I'll wait for you
just like you've waited for me
like a gleaming star in the sky.
i want to cover you with white-out
so you don't make me feel so stupid
i wrote your name too many times
in this old diary of mine
but these things are inevitable
if i did that, i'd be just like you
so i leave you be
and trail my ink onto another page
keeping you as my first mistake
it's more than you deserve
irony
that's what my life is
a jumbled mess of irony
as soon as i swear off love
it comes right back at me
like a boomerang, almost
running away is pointless
and i really don't want to
i just don't like being hurt
but using him as a balm...
isn't quite right, is it?
VOCALOID Synchronicity by KingdomZelaybli, literature
Literature
VOCALOID Synchronicity
Synchronicity
Introduction
There is a realm which lives in constant fear of an evil dragon that lives on its outskirts. The dragon is not only evil, but also pretty much all-powerful, so you don't want to cross it...ever. Because of the dragon's influence over the realm, the kingdom's main religion is "dragonism", also known as the Draconic faith. In general, though, the dragon leaves the kingdom in peace, with one small exception. He demands that a young girl be brought to his cave, for him to keep as his prisoner. That girl is forced to sing and dance for him, until she starves to death or collapses from exhaustion. A new "Dragon Diva" is
I hate that you're my every thought
That I wake with you on my mind
And fall asleep
To images of your smile
I hate that I adore you so
With gorgeous eyes
And sweet lips
I long to taste
I hate the way you make me feel
Like I need you to survive
As if breathing without you
Is excruciating
I hate that I yearn for you
I hunger for your touch
Every moment
Of every day
I hate the way I love you
With every beat
Of my wretched heart
That loving you keeps me alive
Yet keeps me alone
Sometimes I slip
through the cracks in the mask
that I show to the world.
I fall to the floor,
and break,
a single drop
of salt and water
before my mask is fixed again.
I bought a tablet and may actually make use of my subscription sometime in the near future. When it comes in the mail.
Or maybe I'll just make crappy doodles which I never show you guys. We'll see.
You know, I think the reason why I never feel compelled to rant in this journal about my daily grievances is because I don't magnify them into a size ten million times bigger than they actually are.
I'm all for venting through text, but goddamn... it's obvious that it is also a stage.
Or soapbox.
Excuse me good lady, but you can't just be on the internet whenever you want! Who will feed the magical children their arcane crumpets if you're dilly-dallying around reading that thing you call 'Lolcats?'