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it was the summer of fun
- and you know that's what we had -
it was the summer to which i will always look back.
we were kids growing up, walking a straight path
having the times of our lives
my family's going camping.
finally.
(:
so, for the next while, well ..
i'll be mia.
as in, missing in action.
as in, not on dA.
[sorry]
but don't fear, lovely people!
i'll be home soon.
love ya's.
- and you know that's what we had -
it was the summer to which i will always look back.
we were kids growing up, walking a straight path
having the times of our lives
my family's going camping.
finally.
(:
so, for the next while, well ..
i'll be mia.
as in, missing in action.
as in, not on dA.
[sorry]
but don't fear, lovely people!
i'll be home soon.
love ya's.
coming home.
It's been a rough month. Let me show you -
It's a Thursday today. It's a Thursday and this week is almost over, but dear god, it's taken years to get here.
-
I've never been so tired in my entire life. Never mind that I haven't slept; how long has it been since I have? No, this is different. This is an ache that goes deep down past my marrow, and is hidden somewhere within my aortas.
I feel tired because I don't know how long I've been counting on tomorrows, except that it's been a long, long time. I'm tired because I can't remember yesterday, and it's been a long time since I could.
I'm tired because I can't remember what th
midnight souls remain.
it's calm, dark, a beautiful night. there are stars in the sky and a slight wind. yet there's lightning. sheet after sheet of mad, impossible lightning. the sky's on fire, and the crickets sing on.
i'm home again. i was away, away - visiting the easternmost coast of the world, watching the sun rise and set over the ocean. hiking though the untamed territory of the mountains. it was hard, our trip. after a day of continuous uphill trek, through rain that never really stopped and wind so strong i worried about blowing over, i stopped for a break and couldn't bring myself to get up again. at that point, walking 2.5 more km to base camp seemed h
calling the rain
the weather is doing strange things tonight. the wind is blowing fast, like it has somewhere it has to be. but the sky seems so still, like it's watching the wind go. and the air smells as if it's abut to rain or as if it just rained or maybe it just has aspirations of carrying rain someday. needless to say, it's the sort of night that nights were made for. it's the sort of night for dancing.
and so i put on my converse and my new dress - it's lighter than air and catches the breeze in an embarrassing sort of way when i twirl - and went walkabout. it was dark and terrifying, what with the wind and the massive gray clouds, but even i wasn't f
Pass the Potatoes (Round Five)
Voilà, round four of K47454k1 (https://www.deviantart.com/k47454k1)'s Pass the Potatoes!
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The tagger will find someone that is interesting and involved with the literature community who agrees to do the feature.
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