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Normally the thought of sitting in a log listening to audio-animatronic animals sing about their problems before plunging down, getting soaked by the splash, and freezing while the animals sing about what a wonderful day it is would sound fun to me. Normally the thought of getting into a "doom buggie", hearing a disembodied head in a crystal ball call spirits from beyond the grave, going to a ghost party, and riding through a haunted grave yard while inanimate busts sing about grim grinning ghosts would petrify me. Normally the thought of following Alice down the rabbit hole or facing the Yeti in a bobsled speeding through a mountain sounds like the perfect way to spend a day for me.
Nowadays overly chipper animals give me a headache. Nowadays seeing a candelabra floating in the middle of a seemingly endless hallway thrills me. Nowadays hearing the Red Queen yell or having someone invade my personal space as I nearly get whiplash sounds like a waste of time.
Normally listening to the Jonas Brothers sing about a love bug would be music to my ears. Normally watching horror movies would make me cringe in fear and cover my eyes to avoid nightmares. Normally looking at Bop and Tiger Beat or reading about brooding vampires and their mortal lovers going about their lives would be a day well spent.
Nowadays listening to three fags complain about getting over a girl one day at a time in their overly feminine voices would be enough to land me in and asylum. Nowadays the land of my nightly dreams make s Paranormal Activity look like a Disney movie. Nowadays reading about celebrities as they complain about how no one liked them or about a delusional pretty-boy and his mentally unstable sex toy makes me want to rip my hair out.
Whatever happened to the spunky blond with an eye for fashion and an ear for gossip? What made her change so drastically and is it too late to pull her from the path which leads to an endless black abyss? Is it too late to save me from myself?
Nowadays overly chipper animals give me a headache. Nowadays seeing a candelabra floating in the middle of a seemingly endless hallway thrills me. Nowadays hearing the Red Queen yell or having someone invade my personal space as I nearly get whiplash sounds like a waste of time.
Normally listening to the Jonas Brothers sing about a love bug would be music to my ears. Normally watching horror movies would make me cringe in fear and cover my eyes to avoid nightmares. Normally looking at Bop and Tiger Beat or reading about brooding vampires and their mortal lovers going about their lives would be a day well spent.
Nowadays listening to three fags complain about getting over a girl one day at a time in their overly feminine voices would be enough to land me in and asylum. Nowadays the land of my nightly dreams make s Paranormal Activity look like a Disney movie. Nowadays reading about celebrities as they complain about how no one liked them or about a delusional pretty-boy and his mentally unstable sex toy makes me want to rip my hair out.
Whatever happened to the spunky blond with an eye for fashion and an ear for gossip? What made her change so drastically and is it too late to pull her from the path which leads to an endless black abyss? Is it too late to save me from myself?
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this is the prologue for a story I wrote last year called Save Me from Myself: An Autobiographical Confession. the prologue just sets up what I wrote about and gives you and idea of the beginning and end of this phase of my life story. stay tuned for more!
*warning* this is among my more intimate and personal writings. if you don't have anything nice to say or just don't care than please just ignore it!
*warning* this is among my more intimate and personal writings. if you don't have anything nice to say or just don't care than please just ignore it!
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It sounds as though you were going for a stark contrast here but I am not seeing too much of it. The things depicted above are things that are not all too uncommon for society these days and seem to show up in more and more people as they age. Personally, I never found the chipitune animals appealing and celebrities have annoyed me since day one (mainly because I believe they are highly overpaid and that the news is better spent elsewhere but that is a different story). It all seems regrettably...typical. Something common for one to come across in teenage years. I am not saying this to be mean, but to helpfully critique. Instead of using specific names of bands, describe the type of music instead. For example, I myself have had my music change dramatically over the past few years from rock to emo to punk to electronic, it's a never ending thing really and a part of growing up. We're never really the same as we were a few days ago.
I read some of your poetry as well and a suggestion may be to change the subject every now and again. I feel like a lot were written on the topic of love or love-loss and I feel you could be covering a lot more. You have powerful words, you just may want to extend them to other areas that may interest you.
Gutentag.
I read some of your poetry as well and a suggestion may be to change the subject every now and again. I feel like a lot were written on the topic of love or love-loss and I feel you could be covering a lot more. You have powerful words, you just may want to extend them to other areas that may interest you.
Gutentag.