By: Derek Walcott
The fist clenched round my heart
loosens a little, and I gasp
brightness; but it tightens
again. When have I ever not loved
the pain of love? But this has moved
past love to mania. This has the strong
clench of the madman, this is
gripping the ledge of unreason, before
plunging howling into the abyss.
Hold hard then, heart. This way at least you live.
The reason users are seeing the ad like homepage while using the site is because the site owners have not paid for the hosting and server. TUMBLR WILL SOON BE SHUT DOWN 5/25/2011 May 25th 2011. PLEASE REBLOG THIS TO SHOW THEM WE NEED THIS WEBSITE.
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i dont know if i should believe this or
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^ yeah. im going to cry if they legitly shut it down…
Name: Allison Gender: Female Height: like 5’6 or 5”7ish Orientation: straight Age: 15 Eye Color: blue Hair Color: brown Smoking?: nope Drinking?: nope Drugs?: what do you think i am a drug dealer ?! Job: none -_- Education Level: high schooollllll Favorite Sport: soccer<3 Favorite Color: all of them Favorite Band: too many to name Siblings: 2 Tattoos? later Piercings? ears & more to come. Perfect Date: Hobbies: Soccer, basketball , TUMBLR, and the normal teenager stuff i guess. Have any questions? Why would I have any questions?
So me & this guy from my school like each other. We told each other the other day. I told him that we didnt really talk at school and we dont know each other well so i dont wanna go out yet, and he said that we will just have to get to know each other, then. He’s really cute, sweet, athletic, and pretty much acts the same with me when he’s around his friends. He hasnt gone that far with a girl yet, which is amazing because Im uber tired of man whores. Everyone comes with flaws, myself definitely included, and I have picked some up already: a bit obsessed with Call of Duty & doesnt respond much (if at all) to texts. That is pretty much it, though. Two of his friends, which are also my friends, asked me if I liked him, so I sort of knew he liked me. I just really hope it works out. Im tired of liars, man whores, dumbasses, dicks, and jerks, even though I know they will be around forever. *sigh*
I’m not perfect. I’m never going to be the prettiest one in the room. Not everyone likes me. I don’t have guys all over me. I have breakouts. I eat snacks after 7 pm. I forget to do my homework. I don’t always get straight A’s. I don’t get a million text messages a day. I like guys who don’t like me back. I stay up late watching television. I over-analyze things. I’m sarcastic. I sometimes offend people by mistake. I don’t know all the answers. But perfect isn’t everything, and it doesn’t mean I don’t need someone to love me for my flaws. I’m me