“I think love is the moment you look at them
and realize you will ruin each other,
and don’t care.”
Everything is so still
I can barely feel myself breath
As I am overwhelmed with this feeling of vacancy
All around me is sand without end
And this sand is as great as I am empty
I dig my feet into the endless bronze
Wiggling my toes I flick back specks and inch my flesh in deeper
I go deeper and deeper
Just to feel something, anything
And I begin to claw my way through
Tearing and heaving and searching
Exhausting every piece of me
Clinched with the fear that I will never find it
I have been looking for it my entire life
Just some kind of proof is all I need
Tell me am I here, that I exist
But nothing- and so I go deeper in the sand
And now my hands bleed and my feet go numb
My eyes go cloudy and the pressure of the sand is collapsing against my chest
No hint of air is to be found
All I see is blackness and all I feel is nothing
There has to be something more to life but
Every day is like this
People talk to me and direct me and all the while I lay buried
Unable to move
Trapped beneath the passion deprived specks of this
How do i submit a photo to someone????
Let me play you the song of my people.
And here we can see the Blogger in her natural habitat.
The blogger is a shy, docile creature…
… that prefers the darkness…
… and tends to be wary of the outside world.
The Blogger rarely sleeps, and when it does, it does so in seemingly random places.
We have attempted to understand the dietary habits of the Blogger…
… but to no avail.
Hilarious! And until you’ve tried chocolate syrup on chips you can’t dis it!