friends cut and reverse friends cut.
so. i'm only cutting people to which commenting/comments never happen between us. if i cut you and you are offended, let me know! :P it is not because i don't love you, it is because we NEVER talk! which is sad, but... life goes on.

also, if you hate me or think i'm a crazy retard, feel free to cut me. you don't have to let me know, but i'd like too so i can remove you as well! ^o^ kekekeke. nice knowing you guys, see you around! ♥

OMG, I JUST REALIZED THAT THE SONG I WAS LISTENING ON LAST.FM IS LIKE... THE WORST THING THAT COULD POSSIBLY PLAY. i'll leave it because it's lol. but i don't hate anyone, kk.

as if i violently shook you from your dreams
when i placed my hand in yours
you were mine
and everything was just okay
and nothing more and nothing less
those times, they were the best

we dreamt the same dreams,
lyrical chaos ripping me apart
the threads hang like threatening daggers
loosening laced hearts
and lying in a jewelery box
locked up for protection, coated with dried tears
crystalized to give away
like candied presents

you're in my head
in my life
consuming everything i want
i hate i hate the stumbling
broken closets, skeletons hanging
waiting for your face
to fall to fall to fall

remember, never to hide your feelings
the bitter thoughts that ghost through your head
travel through your fingertips when you touch
others
who are smiling because they are fools
and you are not

seven digits dialed on the keypad
lead me to your voice
which resonates but is hard to understand
yet it still syncs up with my heartbeat
one two, skip, play
pause

then

you are sitting right next to me
but there are miles between us
as i look out the car window
the moon's full shine hides
all i want to see
three four, rewind
pause

then

the origami chains i gently wove
are wet from the rain
slowly drooping apart
but your grin remains
and never goes away
make it go away

one two, fast
forward

stop

I APPLIED.

DETAILS LATER.

DEFERMENT? I THINK SO. D:

eat
the first thing i hear
out of my golden ear
the programming in my mind
replays it in four different languages
i only find this funny

until the insanity of colours
as the music goes even more up side down
i remember where i really am, this hospital
with people with problems, but mine are real

i'm broken
but not in that way
its just that
i'm a cyborg, okay?
maintanence is overdue
and this food, its the wrong thing
i dont want to feel like this
an empty world and an empty mind

slowly, the ticking slows
no one seems to realize
how true it really is
tubes down my throat
are not the answer to the questions of life

but i think
they gave me a soul




i haven't watched i'm a cyborg but that's okay in about a year, but i was thinking about it today and this is what happened.

do the people who should care the most still care?
as i stand here, envisioning this question
in my mind, it involves a white curtain fluttering in an open window
so high up from a beckoning ground, glowing streelights
with tiny cars like tiny ants
going about their lives
as if mine does not exist
and this is how it should be, so

the letters i ink with shaky hands stand in somber silhouette
crying in their solitude, unable to create the words they mean
they want, they love
instead, i crumple the paper between tightened fists
so hard i wish my palms would bleed the colour of my painted nails
turn black and blue as the colour of my bruised feet
tired from walking the endless stairs to get here

it's not as good as i thought it would be

the sounds i hear filtering through the luring wind
whisper things in my head like do you know what you're doing
do you want to know?
well do i, as i smooth my wrinkled dress
the edge of broken glass sinks into my feet and i balance
at 23 degrees
the ripped paper falls like confetti from my fingers
spinning and dancing through gravity's grasp

distantly the music turns to the whir of a siren's song
but it's too late
the letters...

they're gone.

serendipity once said to me
darling, when the time is old
you'll see the sunset yawning up
a dusty sort of gold

it will wash about the sky
like a desert full of glowing sand
not stopping for the smallest thing
a reach we cannot understand

serendipity once said to me
darling, when time begins to fade
you have to use your voice
and sing the last serenade

so serendipity, she said to me
vocalize the end of the world, please
we know it's here and we know why
as the leaves turn brown like the muddied sky

serendipity once said to me
darling, when it's time you'll see
the beauty in every living thing
the way that it's meant to be
so sing the last serenade
for time, of course, is on it's way


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worst poem EVER
will be back to fix later.
i hate rhyming. why do people ask me to do it!?!? *cries*

the world was mine
a thousand minutes ago
when i thought, this will be okay
and smiled like it was

and it was a happy place
to stand and spin
the rain would fall
but it wouldn't touch me
and my pale skin

the world was mine
a thousand years ago
when i thought, where will i be
when i'm old and dying

and it was a good thing
to sit and believe
that i'll do everything
i've always wanted

but it only lasts a minute;
when the world is mine

the day it rains hearts
i pray that you will cut off your skull
so they will land in your brain
and you will understand that
love is
and love just -

the day it rains hearts
i hope that you will open up your eyes
and notice
i have an umbrella
for those who are afraid of love

the day it rains hearts
i wish that you would let your own heart
sync up with mine and
that i'm standing here

but the down pour is so heavy
i guess you just can't see me

so i'll be waiting

MY FAN JUST ATTACKED MY HAND, AND NOW IT HURTS. T____T

"The Girl Who Traveled Through Time" roughly, I think?
Anyways, I just watched this movie. It was excellent (today was a movie day for me, haha)
Really, I almost cried... and I liked the ending, but I think it could have been better - however, the movie is really great. I'd recommend it. :)

I stole'd this from goku_the_saru ~ ahhh, I love this movie! :)

it's there in my dreams
i wake up sewing themes
in my mind as i get dressed
school awaits and i'm over it
thinking where i could be
should be
and what i should be
and glad i'm not
the same as them
hidden in my eyes
if you notice, congratulations
smile, pose, twirl and say
it's who i love it's just that simple
always on my mind
its fun and sort of weird
and i like it just because


you know i wrote this poem randomly because i thought the word han-ryu was pretty. xD

I had to write a sonnet for Literature, and I am dreadful at writing poetry when I don't want to and am not inspired... so can you guys give me any tips or pointers and honestly tell me if it's any good, please? The rhyme scheme is a b b a c d d c e f f e g g. The beat per line is supposedly 5, although I found three beats for a few of them, they can all match a clapped five beat pace. D:

Also, can you tell me what you think it means? I'm really interested to know what people think of it.

Mismatched Key

I looked at the world today to see
A place in which I knew was dead and gone
It really looked like what you did, was done
Thinking of a place that has no key.
So when I looked behind you'd become lost
These wings, my heart, you took them all away
I gave them all to you because that day
I knew I'd have to act at such a cost.
Your freedom from the world, a tiny cage
It's something I'm afraid you cannot keep
Go back into your never-ending sleep
And dream the world that is your final stage,
 The lock that you had broken, now replaced
 Sits linking chains around our last embrace.

The meaning: A human who used to be an angel but gave it up to help the world who is stuck in an endless redundant life, y'know, like the circle of life. So basically earth is resembled as a being, and the angel and the earth are in love. So the angel will always be trapped in the tiny cage that is earth, but they love each other so it's okay?

http://community.livejournal.com/super_junior/1014050.html

*strokes chin and hmms and huhs and hahs and...*

OMG WUT.

i'm still thinking of how to think about this? lol

will come back and post my two cents later! they won't be anything bad, i promise. :)

floating past my nose
there is a puff ball of fuzz
lost from the pillow fight
i just had with this ghost
of the one i loved
a long time ago
but love is really something
i don't like

when i turn the switch up
i think it's insanity
with the lights off, much more natural
they think weird things of me
when i don't come in until invited

well it's just the truth
i'll say what i know but i'm not hungry
and i'll hang upside down on the playground monkey bars
with a black eye and ideas
of how to solve my viewpoint

when i wake up at night
and put on sunglasses at day
do you think you know me
or do you wish you did
but it's okay
to say i love
or you like
because i'm still alive



eh, another vampire-ish poem. and one right after the other! fresh out of the thinker. i'm on a role at 4:16 AM. I'VE BEEN IN A VAMPIRE MOOD LATELY.

bubble hearts and chairs of life
tip the vial of this cerebral poison
it stings in the back of your throat
as it gently runs down, like a foamy bath
you settle into feather soft thought-waves
who had to die for this
who had to lie for this?

and where are we going?

inside these globes, fragile things
a world alone stands and whispers
along the spinal cord it shivers
the song of memory and of living
give me a wing and i'll find the other
give me a reason

and i'll give you the answer.

Hiiiiiiiiii. I'm gonna do a friends cut! It's just because I feel like I have a lot of people I don't keep in contact with much anymore... so if I cut you and you'd still like to be on my journal, please let me know. :)

and then everything was white
the click clack of keys typing, was the only thing i could hear
and even that was fading
where am i? i thought
i am in heaven?

but if this is heaven,
i continue to travel down
and everything is white, the tree trunks
the leaves the water, my hands, my garments
pinpoints and cracks gave outlines
but it was so white

and then i blinked
i think it was the first time i'd actually blinked
a large cat stood before me, much larger than myself
"hello," it said, licking it's paw
"hello," i echoed
"are you new here," it asked, giant golden eye looking at me
the first thing that is not white

"i think so. am i in heaven?"
there was laughter and the cat dissolved
it became a flock of monarch butterflies, orange and black
the second thing that is not white
"are you in heaven? no one's that silly these days," the chorus of voices
laughs as they disappear, diving into the river

curiously, but i think i can't really feel
i squat down beside the blue-ish tinted river
feeling like i'm in a box that is large, but still boxed
the fish swimming against the torrent struggle,
and the butterflies have disappeared

i get up and keep walking,
my vision is starting to show more colour
but still something is wrong
i almost pass by a person, but they look like a stone carving
"hello," they said
"hello," i echoed, "where am i?"
"you're at the end." replied the person,
i could not tell their gender

"the end?" i queried
"yes, there is nothing more for you."

but i continue to walk
in hopes of finding something more
but it's so empty here
and it really is still white

when i close my eyes
i think i can feel again



I kind of pictured hell when I wrote this, and what it might be like. A terrible, voidless place, that allows you no feeling, and you're stuck there forever. It could be heaven, too, seen in the wrong light.

Hallo! I'm Gwyndolyn, a crazy high school senior who is obsessed with words and airships. :) Currently, I love KPOP and JPOP/ROCK is a close second. I also fandom Doctor Who, Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, Chrestomanci (Christopher is MINE, case closed), Castle, Firefly, and anything by Diana Wynne Jones. I have a dollfie by name of Killian. I'm generally outgoing, and I have a tendency to speak before I think. I love fashion (STEAMPUNK, decora, K-fashion, punk lolita, and visual) and the colour pink and attics. I have three lovely ferrets (ask me for their names ^^;) and a horse named Amyrillas (in the process of getting a decent picture); I ride Dressage.

I'm the girl who wants to take over the world with bubble guns and alarm clocks.

( i lived most of my life thinking i was an alto when i was a first soprano?? )