Time feels unreal these days
Me_irl
So, I was at a party when I noticed some music playing. I found the speaker near the food tent, and a phone connected to it via bluetooth. All that played was bland, overrated Pop music. Every songs sounded way too similar, and they were all about love/romance, because apparently that's all that matters in these poorly sung 1st grade poetry performances over some drum loop + bassline labeled as a song.
But for me, I realized something, In my heart, I knew. I knew that I had a mission, a quest I must perform.
During the first attempt, I pressed the bluetooth button, which cut the connection between the speaker & the phone, causing the music to stop abruptly. I tried connecting my phone to the first thing that showed up when I pressed “connect new device.”
An old guy came up, seemingly the owner of the phone who just put on a top hits playlist on spotify and called it a day. He assumed I was trying to get the speaker to start, or chose certain music. When talking to him, I soon found out that the name of the speaker was “Trailblazer” which was one of the names on the list of parable bluetooth devices from my phone (and not the one I connected with first). I added the speaker as a new device.
Everytime I turned the bluetooth back on and pressed connect, it would just connect to the guys phone rather than mine. I moved his phone out of the way so the speaker would pick up my signal first. It did, I already had a song ready.
As I told a group of girls & one boy, I consider it my mission to spread my music around, shed light onto underrated artists who deserve it, & allow people to hear their favorite songs that they’ve never heard before.
So basically, I hijacked the speaker & started playing my first ever live set as a DJ.
I unleashed an evil villain, as I announced to everyone what I had done.
Starstorm in the house coming at you live from someones backyard.
Got bored. Psychedelic Pix stix mix for the win.
It was delicious, by the way.
I fixed it for you.
It's silence I crave, it's why I swim
The weight of water
Over me
Around me-
The safe silence of submergence.
At the waters edge I may be ugly,
But underwater, we are made equal And
When I speak strokes
I Am Beautiful.
-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan
These I have loved
A great tall girl, full of blue
Inviting lips, sweet to the eye but never tasted
Glasses that were black but now are pink
A voice of the ocean, Like waves hitting the breakwater
Of hair so perfect, Aphrodite should blush
A figure akin to the sun setting on the horizon
A connection so deep, the ocean has nothing on it
The future that lights up my nighttime
A conversation of Apple's and taste
Two people so together- hot and cold water
The sound of soothing poetry
A great tall girl
Yes,
These I have loved
Memory does not count distance
Nor days or month's
Time illuminates memory
Memory is pain
So judge me not when I think of you
Memories turn my blood red
Turn it into ink
This ink is What speaks to you now
Bleeding is a slow dance
Slow dance between survival and death
If I told you that the medication for my condition
Is you
What would you do?
Blue
The ocean of your eye's
I so easily drowned in
I should learn to swim
Blue
The color everything wear's when I'm with you
I get so dizzy too easily
Blue
The late nights, we were separate but one
Insomnia hath its way too easily with me
Blue
The emotions I feel when I see you with another
You have no idea the amount of happiness and despair you bring
Blue
Water shimmering, I saw your reflection in my dream
I should be over this by now
Blue
Mellow and sweet like Julia
Yet deep, the ocean has nothing on you
Watching the ocean late at night does me no good
Blue
The moon is beautiful indeed
It compares to an incomplete quilt around you
Man I give compliments too easily
Blue
You are a Lily, Arum, I a weed
My plant's at least will never reject me
Blue
Lonely nights I listen to your voice
I think I can hear it right now
These ears are too sensitive
Blue
We just friends and that's okay
After all
Peasants don't get with queens
2018.05.17
It's silence I crave, it's why I swim
The weight of water
Over me
Around me-
The safe silence of submergence.
At the waters edge I may be ugly,
But underwater, we are made equal And
When I speak strokes
I Am Beautiful.
-Adaptation of my favourite book, the weight of water by Sarah Crossan
There is a boy who still writes to you; and thinks about you all the time. He does this because...well doesn't know how not to.
Some people don’t understand the promises they’re making when they make them.
Trying to convince my shadow that
I am someone worth following.
Rudy Francisco
Maybe I can’t find the words to say what you mean to me,
but my actions speak louder than anything I could voice
I will show my love for you in everything I do
You deserve the love you keep trying to give everyone else.
This may be a sad chapter but you are not a sad story
Don’t Take Anything Personally. Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering
Well you can't always be depressed or sad, at some point you have to smile \(◎o◎)/ because Why Not?
Don't let Your Emotions Bully You
Aunt Natalie
Ah that motherfucker, there she is, what a bitch
you ever get seated at a restaurant right near a person at a different table who talks really loud
and you try to ignore their conversation because eavesdropping is rude and you really don't want to hear what they're saying anyways
and ten minutes later you know everything about this lady's fight with her contractor to get him to cut a gap under her fence so the toxic chemicals she uses to clean her porch can runoff into the city storm drain