Re-Blog: Tiny Story

thedustdancestoo:

she opened a door in her skin
and found a chasm of sky,
blue and alive,
a place where secrets lived. 

..

a Tiny Story for hitRECord

(Reblogged from thedustdancestoo)

:) So true

(Source: lianabakbakbak)

(Reblogged from take-heart-sweet-heart)

Family

Family is like good fashion:

~ There’s always new styles (people), but you can still see the history of where something (someone) came from.

~ Certain items (people) you wear (visit) for different occasions/ situations.

~ We’re always sad when an item (person) has reached the end of its (their) life.

~ Family never goes out of style ;)

I’m sure there are other analogies that could be made. These are just the ones I thought of.

Song stuck in my head- the first

"Black and Gold"

By: Sam Sparrow


If the fish swam out of the ocean
And grew legs and they started walking
And the apes climbed down from the trees
And grew tall and they started talking

And the stars fell out of the sky
And the tears rolled into the ocean
And now I’m looking for a reason why
You even set my world into motion

'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don’t even matter
Now I’m filled to the top with fear
But it’s all just a bunch of matter

'Cause if you're not really here
Then I don’t want to be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold

I look up into the night sky
And see a thousand eyes staring back
And all around these golden beacons
I see nothing but black

I feel a way of something beyond them
I don’t see what I can feel
If vision is the only validation
Then most of my life isn’t real

'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don’t even matter
Now I’m filled to the top with fear
But it’s all just a bunch of matter

'Cause if you're not really here
Then I don’t want to be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold

Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold
Black and gold

'Cause if you're not really here
Then the stars don’t even matter
Now I’m filled to the top with fear
But it’s all just a bunch of matter

'Cause if you're not really here
Then I don’t want to be either
I wanna be next to you
Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold

My best friend had this on her FB page. I feel there is a lot of truth in this. Also, further proof why she and I have been best friends for 23 years :)

Preservation

Crowded landscape

Skyscrapers bullying the small cottages out of their spaces

Castles sit quietly on the outskirts

Chuckling

Observing the ridiculousness

Skyscrapers tossing beams and spewing chewed glass

Cottages hurtling bricks in vain

Castles raise their drawbridges

Wary of the cranes

Happy to have a moat wide enough

To avoid the wrecking balls

Extra Inverted

People often assume that because I am an extrovert that they know a lot about me. I’m friendly, I converse easily, I enjoy the company of others. I don’t mind sharing opinions on topics of discussion, if I have something to say. And sometimes, I don’t have anything to say. But how many people really pay attention? I keep the castle walls high and close, just how I like it. It’s rare anyone notices the drawbridge, even when it’s down.

(Reblogged from moviebarcode)

Color IQ Test: http://xritephoto.com/ph_toolframe.aspx?action=coloriq

Guess I’m pretty good, for using a monitor under fluorescent lights. ;)