I have come to the conclusion That misery is my soul mate I have tried countless times To break up with it Or move away Only to find that it always Ends up at my feet Groveling for my attention It’s wretched fingers Intertwine with mine And it drags me down Again and again It’s a never ending constant So maybe I should stop fighting it Come to terms with the fact That misery might be my greatest legacy Love it as it has loved me
How would you like to play a silly, time wasting game with me?? I call it ten word Tuesday. Each week I will take a letter of the alphabet and compose a ten word alliteration with it. After reading it, as quickly as you can I'd like you guys to respond with your own renditions. Use whatever words instantly jump into your head. I'd love to hear what you guys have in your minds and can't wait to hear your responses! ✨ I ✨ Is Isabelle's Initial Ignorance Inherently Involved In Indesicive Idiotic Intentions
I keep the men in my closet Wrapped up in weatherproof bags They drape from hangers No one has touched in years I have my favorites Fancy formal dresses That get worn just once A bridal gown drags the ground Locked away in its white body bag Amongst memories best forgotten Then there are the insignificant Testosterone tidbits Scraped from the bottom of my shoes That litter the floor of my closet I should really vacuum those out Boxes of pieces that no longer fit I’m just too damn sentimental To dump them off at the thrift I haven’t bought anything new in a while The Italian stitching and exotic fabrics Really did a number on my style
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