December 9, 2012

I Can Taste It in the Air!

Apple pie!

My tree! With a makeshift star, outdoor icicle lights and an ornament that I made when I was 9. Lol. Oh lookie, there's ME!

Burst

My tears are my words
Wanting to be spoken but never are,
And I am overwhelmed
By their sheer power
Pressuring, Threatening
To suffocate, to drown me. 
And still the silence remains
Forever a struggle and a barrier
And that's when they find another way.
They are bursting at the seams of my eyes
Pushing through and racing down my face
At a speed and a number, uncountable. 
They are the words I am not able to say.

December 5, 2012

December 2, 2012

For Giggles

One of my favourite activities in the Thief games -- stacking dead bodies. >.> (May or may not have killed people just for doing this. Actually I think two of them in there are just knocked unconscious. *wink*) :D But alas, they slid off one another before I could find the screenshot button.