Kintsugi

Kintsugi
She held her pieces in her hands

The way that only broken can

Looking up with pleading eyes

“Help me make it through the night”

When the last one broke her tether

She put herself back together

Looking in with beauty bold

She painted in the cracks with gold

Learning not to be afraid

Understanding what life has made

She holds herself in her hands

And no one needs to understand

Random Musings: Who Wouldn’t Want Me

Who wouldn’t want me

But I’m not a cup of tea

Something like honey

 

I want to say he missed out. I want to say how can you not want a girl that would crawl across the floor and suck your cock like she was praying to a god?

Eh…it probably wasn’t that good. It’s been a while. I need to find someone to practice on.

But people click or they don’t. I’ve never been one to console myself with “wow did you miss out”. How can you miss out on something you didn’t want to begin with? It takes a minute to get the soap out of your hair when it burns your eyes though.

Random Musings – Stay Positive. 

“What to do if you find yourself stuck in a crack in the ground underneath a giant boulder you can’t move, with no hope of rescue. Consider how lucky you are that life has been good to you so far. Alternatively, if life hasn’t been good to you so far, which given your current circumstances seems more likely, consider how lucky you are that it won’t be troubling you much longer.”

It is my personal quest to find all the silver linings. I think it’s the bonus points in this game of life.

Random Musings – Guy I Like

There’s this guy I like because he makes my heart race and that happens so rarely. 

I’m afraid…

Fuck! If I’m afraid this shit won’t work. 

Dear Guy I Like,

Here’s my freak flag. I didn’t have time to wrap it. If you like it, yay! If you don’t….::sad panda::

Being someone you’re not for a feeling may seem like the most appealing path. It’s an exhausting waste of time in the long run. 

Random Musings – Thoughts

People say actions, not thoughts, define you. I think they confuse thoughts with words. Actions and words are products of thoughts. 

The silent disdain for a homeless person. The wish that your bank account wasn’t at 0 so you could buy that person gas. Wondering what the rape victim was wearing. Being happy about your kid’s award when your life is going to shit. 

No one will ever love me. 

Yeah. My money’s on thoughts for the definition win.