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H a r r i e t

H a r r i e t

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Your most hated fairytale.
Love Triangle.
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Caught between two,
Don't know what to do,
Tangled in a love rope,
By tomorrow I'll lose hope.
A love triangle.


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I found some old poetry I had written ages ago. And I'm feeling a bit creative, so I'm in one of those writing moods.
Y'know, the ones where you dunno what to write. But you want to?

I guess, you could call it a Journal for different pages of writing. Between poetry, and possibly short stories.
A safe place for me to vent out my creativity until my fingers and brain turn to mush.


Yum.
8D​
 
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Alrighties. I can't remember the date for this one, but I made it three years ago (around there, at least) when I was having this really weird relationship with a friend.
If you can't tell by the poem, we were having some communication problems, and I was being seriously naive about the situation.
[/stupid]

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Rag ~ Doll

Do you honestly know what it feels like to be someones last resort?
To know that your just the flavor of the week - a candy that's going to melt away?
Have you any idea as to how it feels to watch everything pass you by as you sit there, waiting to be used again?
Well, of course you don't.
You have no clue on what kind of a life you're giving me.

It's hard, to hope to be someone's everything,
And know you're just their rebound.

Stuff happens, shit's said, feelings are fucked with, and everything fades away.
Apart from the memory that lingers, telling you that you aren't good enough.

I'd give anything to be held in your arms, to feel like I'm important to you.
I wouldn't miss seeing you for the world, which confuses me the most.
Knowing that I'll never really have you as my own.
Yet I come back to you like a stray.

If only you knew, knew how I felt.
The maybe you'd stop toying with me.

I've had it with being everyone's rag doll.
But, I'd love to be yours. Just one last time . . .

~

Him and I haven't spoken in almost three years.
Well, I broke that last night, but it's still like we haven't spoken in three years.
Still wish we could've been friends.​
 
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  • In the beginning, silence was deafening.[/list:u] Darkness twisted and turned relentlessly in an empty, turbulent sea, anticipating the time when it would no longer be alone. No matter Darkness's wishes, change remained slow and methodical in its movements, seeming to take an eternity. So the Darkness waited patiently in solitude.
    • Finally, after eons, from the depths of the indigo silence, came a whisper.[/list:u] All but imperceptible at first, it grew outward on a wave that transformed the night into an ocean of promise. In the center of the swell, a small spark appeared from which start, planets and galaxies poured forth endlessly, gloriously, joyfully filled with potentials beyond compare. Darkness would never be alone again.
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    • ~ An inspiring quote from Marian Linger, within the introductions of her Wiccan novel, "A Witches 10 Commandments."
 
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Baby ~ Doll

The air was crisp, biting at anyone's exposed flesh. The aftertaste to the bite was the pattering rain that sound like a drunk guitarist toying with the strings, easing over the bars to find his fingers, and falling out of tempo only to return too fast. There was no moon tonight, the dark rain clouds casting over it's full oval shape, leaving only the street lamps to guide the ways of teenagers and young adults without transportation. To add to the gloom, the tension within the air was easily noticed. The tension of lost opportunity, lost hope. Tonight was not the night of joy, of celebration, like it was for others. Tonight was full of grief, and heartache.

"When will you know?"

The woman's voice was cracking, holding back sobs of distrust and sorrow, chocking on her own oxygen to try and keep her chin high.

"I don't know, baby doll. I really don't."

The man replied, the corner of his mouth trying to pull up in a smile, as if apologizing for the pain he knew she was feeling.

Lifting his hand, he unlocked the passenger door, gripping the handle and pushed against the car door. Easing out into the rain, not minding the cold winds and chilling water crash all around him. He didn't notice the cold, he was already numb from head to foot. What was a little wind and rain going to do?

Without a word, the car door was closed, leaving the woman to stare at him in her review mirror, wishing he'd look over his shoulder at her. But she knew he'd never know. That she'd never see him again.

With her vision blurring, her chest heaving with the sobs she had been holding within her throat ever since the night had started, she rest her forehead against the leather of the steering wheel. Closing her eyelids, those precious tears falling to the thighs of her dress pants, as if they couldn't get away fast enough. Tightening her grip upon the sides of the object, her only shoulder to cry on, her lips pull into a weak smile, telling herself this had been the plan all along.

This was their goodbye.

A wordless depart, to match the motionless kiss he left her.​
 
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ι cαи'Ñ? яÑ?αcн fαя Ñ?иÏ?Ï?gн . . .

Because you wont let me.
And the restraints on my wrists only weigh me down.
It's hard to tell you that I'm not strong enough.
But it's even harder for you to realize it on your own.

I know I'm not fragile, not even close.
Until I speak to you.
I feel like the wrong word can simply shatter my entire body.
And so I wait, trying to convince myself you aren't that strong.

With skin as fair as a porcelain doll's,
With eyes as gray as a gloomy cloud,
And a smile as broken as mine,
I grow a small interest to know what you would think if you knew.

I'm not a supple girl,
I carry fine interests and strong opinions,
I believe my beauty is inside of me instead of the outter core,
And yet you make me daft with simple things like words.

I'm not weak willed,
Until it comes to you.
My knees shake and tremble at the thought,
And if I hadn't been sitting this very moment, I know they would've given out.

I want to hold you.
Stroke your hair, call you mine.
But you wont let me take myself that far.
Because I can't reach far enough.​
 
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*Hugs her tightly*
Mon Petite, I know exactly how you feel.
Heartbreakingly beautiful.
 
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Bath ~ Time

I'm on the phone with the lovely Notte at the moment.
And she is in the bath. -snicker-
I find it rather amusing, to hear her splashing and giggling about all her duckies.
I can honestly say I envy the fun she's having.
My baths are never that fun. I'm too lazy to have rubber duckies.

Did I mention that she's naked, too?
Well, she is. :3

I think I heard her getting undressed, too. [/pervert]

"Duckies Gone Wild", is what she tells me as she laughs about her ducks.
"You're the director . . . just not here with me."

Silly, silly girly.
<3

She also sings in the bath. One of those, cute little childish sing songs.
She giggles really loudly, too.
I wonder if her Mother is pissed at her every time she takes a bath.

. . . I wonder what she would do if we were in reversed situations?​
 
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I loves my rubber duckies
They float around, in circles
And when I move, they move too
They ride the little waves I make
And there are so many that I bump into

Fifty in all
My little mini duckies
I have had so many throughout the years
Where childhood memories flutter against my mind
And I can't help but to giggle, that silly adorable little giggle
While I sit in the tub and wiggle
And sing a small childish tune
While I start to soap myself squeaky clean

Then my mind turns south, something about water and bath time sexual
The soap buds caressing me
I cup my hands in the water, then lift it up for it to waterfall down upon me
Little rivers running down
I start to think of what it would be like for him to join me
For us to wash each other clean

And then I come back to myself
The giggles start again
As I can see all of my duckies staring at me
And I swear they are envious for being toys​
 
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8D

-loves upon-
I wish for sexy bath time some night. Or morning. Or afternoon. As long as it's "sexy bath time" I don't think the time matters.
[/Sap]

And why do you have to go into small detail about your naked body being splashed with water!?
Now you're stealing all the attention, and turning my Journal into a ho.
xD
 
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XD
You can have sexy bath time with me, any time and any day of the week.

T.T
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
I thought you wanted the sexeh details, since you couldn't see me, but just hear me.
I'll never tell you how I look nakie in the bath again!
I promise!
*Runs away*
 
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-chases and tackles-
Don't ruuuuun! /whine

I was kidding. My Journal's already a ho. And he knows it (Yes, it's a he >D).
So, you're not really causing that to happen. No worries!

I don't think I've ever had a sexy bath time with someone before.
Unless hot tubs count?
 
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Robert Downey Jr. rocks my socks.
-rapes-​
 
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Blehh~

I'm catching a cold.
It's all in my throat. And I have a constant head ache, too.
Not sure if I have hot or cold flashes yet, considering my room temperature always whacks out on me.
-sigh-
Stupid weather.
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Oh I feel for ya. I hate getting a throat based sickness.
 
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Yes. It sucks very much.
I think I got it from the phone on Friday and Saturday.
I talked a lot. And I'm not used to talking that much in a two day time span.
-sigh-
Dratted phone.
 
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I hardly talk period, let alone on my phone. So..yeah blasted phone.
 
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That's what texting is for n.n

I only call people like when I need a ride to and from work. hehe.
 
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I can't talk on the phone, I get all quiet and stuff and nervous and paranoid. ._.
 
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I'm only nervous about certain people.
Some people make me feel intimidated.
But only because I like them a lot, so I don't want to say the wrong thing and fuck things up.
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