If only…
Infamous words that might sound little yet can mean so much at the same time. If only I did eat that bagel this morning, I wouldn’t be hungry now. If only I had gone to bed on time last night, I wouldn’t have overslept. If only I had studied for my test, I would have known the answer to question 13 was B.
Or in my case, if only I had listened to Sally. She was right, she’s always right. She was right when I almost bought that piece of shit car and she was the one to talk me out of it. She was right when I wanted to dye my hair purple three days before I was to start my new job at that fancy hotel and she tol
If only…
Infamous words that might sound little yet can mean so much at the same time. If only I did eat that bagel this morning, I wouldn’t be hungry now. If only I had gone to bed on time last night, I wouldn’t have overslept. If only I had studied for my test, I would have known the answer to question 13 was B.
Or in my case, if only I had listened to Sally. She was right, she’s always right. She was right when I almost bought that piece of shit car and she was the one to talk me out of it. She was right when I wanted to dye my hair purple three days before I was to start my new job at that fancy hotel and she tol
Musing on the muse by Eve-of-WinterStar, literature
Literature
Musing on the muse
It has been too long. I have staved off doing anything creative for too long. How I know? Well, let me tell you.. My Muse has returned. My muse isn’t the classical Greek muse, and neither is it a she. Quite the opposite is true actually. My Muse is not the most sensible type of person, and His Personality really requires the capital P.
He has been driving me crazy these past few days. Why I haven’t done anything he asks, why haven’t I touched my paints? How can it be that despite his generous gifts of truly fantastical idea’s, I have not produced a satisfactory work of art?
Well, I shall tell you why! It is because I
heartbreak 16-03-2005 by Eve-of-WinterStar, literature
Literature
heartbreak 16-03-2005
when tears have dried, and my eyes are weary,
I sit, and gaze at the stars.
when I'm tired, and my feet hurt,
I sit, and gaze at the stars.
The only sound is the silent shattering of my broken heart,
A million pieces, all shining at once.
The song you hear is my tiny voice of hurt,
when I sit and gaze at the stars.
If only…
Infamous words that might sound little yet can mean so much at the same time. If only I did eat that bagel this morning, I wouldn’t be hungry now. If only I had gone to bed on time last night, I wouldn’t have overslept. If only I had studied for my test, I would have known the answer to question 13 was B.
Or in my case, if only I had listened to Sally. She was right, she’s always right. She was right when I almost bought that piece of shit car and she was the one to talk me out of it. She was right when I wanted to dye my hair purple three days before I was to start my new job at that fancy hotel and she tol