midnight ramblings... by FlyWithDamagedWings, journal
midnight ramblings...
There’s nothing quite like that moment when you’re in a car and it’s raining and you drive under an overpass or a large tree or something, and for a few short seconds, everything just…stops.
The rain stops and it’s like the world has come to a standstill.
And for those few short seconds, it’s almost like nothing else in the world exists.
It’s just you and the car and silence.
A moment of stabilised death.
A moment of disregarded life.
Hey all! So my bff maggieshock is coming to visit me this coming week, and we decided it would be fun to make a little Q&A video where we talk about art and writing and answer questions from our followers (+my DA watchers: she deleted her account awhile go but is still active on tumblr!) GO FOLLOW HER IF YOU'RE NOT ALREADY, btw – she’s my goth trash soulmate :heart:
Anyway, with that in mind, we’d love it if y’all started submitting any kind of questions you could possibly have: we’ll compile them and answer them in a video on tuesday or wednesday, probably~ And for you on DA, I'll post a link to it wh
Now I Know How Barbie Feels by ClutteredMinds, literature
Literature
Now I Know How Barbie Feels
If beauty is so concrete, then I don't want to be beautiful.
Using insults like eye-liner, and judgements as contact lenses, they damage esteems and lower confidence like their eyelids as they apply their pallets of powder, staining pores with simulated skin tones.
Not having an hourglass figure won't make your time run out.
All these beauty standards make me want to shout, "to Hell with push-up bras, and to Hell with swollen lips!" I'd rather be ugly than participate in this pitiful parade of painted faces, layered with masks of pretentious quips.
Gotta have unscathed skin,
But I've seen battle, and I've got the scars.
Now, if that makes
If you were to ask an existentialist, "what is the meaning of life?" they might say something like, "I'm not sure what the real meaning is, but there has to be one; why else would we be put here?". If you were to ask me, or another pessimistic existentialist, I'd say, "There is none. I don't know if our creation was a mistake that was too big to fix, or a joke that was too funny to stop, but there's no real meaning to our existence". And that's the sad, sad truth. At least in my perspective.
Humans make human lives out to be something amazing; and I suppose in a sad way they are. We don't know who or what put us here, or why. S
i will be vending at an art and music festival! by SageFillyLuna, journal
i will be vending at an art and music festival!
hello everyone!
on a happier note than the last journal, i've been invited to vend here:
Sachem Public Library Art and Music Festival
150 Holbrook Rd, Holbrook, New York 11741
on
Saturday, July 30th1pm - 4pm
it would be wonderful to see some of you there.
here's some of the fun things i'll be selling:
i also have dreamcatchers, prints of my most popular paintings, and surprises ^_^
hope to see you there <3
wish you all well,
sage
HAPPY NEW YEAR !
Best wishes for a wonderful 2010 !
May everyone have a very happy and healthy!
May the upcoming New Year lead us all to greater and greater successes!
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May everyone have a very happy and healthy!
Lots of Love and Funtimes for all!
May the upcoming New Year lead us all to greater and greater successes!
(= xoxo <3