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Tyler Lovelace has been shared in 20 public circles

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Richard Heby748Hey Poetry People, It's A Circle About Poetry, People!Hi all! This is a circle of poets, poetry readers, poetry lovers, and sharers of poetry! I've included haiku writers, sonnet sharers, assonance aficionados, kings of rhyme, and more! You'll find some interesting posts about poetry if you add this circle! Add this circle if you've loved poetry forever, or if you want to learn more!If you want to be included in this circle or later circles then just follow these 5 simple steps:1. Give this post a plus one!2. Comment on this post, saying something you like about poetry3. Add this circle to your circles4. Add yourself to the circle5. ...and most importantly— reshare this circle to your followers or to the public!2014-02-09 22:22:112038411CC G+
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Peter Smalley (Merkabah)10,435#12daysofchristmas   #sharedcircles   #sharedpubliccircles   #writing   #aperfectwritingcircle    Dear Plustopians,Welcome to my Twelve Days Writing Circles of Christmas! Each shared public circle is full of fascinating, engaging Plussers, writers and other creative folk. I encourage you to add them, share them, and engage with them - I can personally guarantee they will fill your stream with ridiculous amounts of pure Awesome. Further, anyone who reshares one of these circles will be automatically entered in a drawing for one of twelve copies of my forthcoming hardboiled detective paranormal novella, Emerald City Blues! Bonus book is bonus!Cheers, and happy holidays to all!2012-12-27 18:21:4395059CC G+
Bob Mulholland12,616#DiscoverIndie   #SharedCircle  This Circle includes not only Independent artists, musicians, writers, developers, and filmographers, but also their fans and supporters.+1 or share to be added to the Circle. 2012-12-20 18:41:523196010CC G+
Bob Mulholland12,239#DiscoverIndie   #SharedCircle  Circle includes Independent Artists, Musicians, Writers, Developers, and their fans/supporters.+1 or comment if you want in. I don't notify anymore, but I add #DiscoverIndie  hashtags to all related posts.2012-12-04 15:08:46317917CC G+
Peter Smalley (Merkabah)9,316#writing   #sharedcircles   #aperfectwritingcircle   #nanowrimo        ATTENTION PEOPLE OF EARTHIn my third shared circle of the #aperfectwritingcircle  project, I give you this gem of a circle: 97 amazing people with a passion for the written word, many of whose writing cred I can personally attest to (and including some whose cred far outstrips my own). But whether you're an old hand or just experimenting with the art of writing, you'll find someone here who shares your journey.Go. Circle. Reshare. Enjoy. And keep on writing.===Want to know more about the #aperfectwritingcircle  project? Here's the summary: https://plus.google.com/u/0/117351898370193721811/posts/PA6GeQHUZWX2012-10-17 15:49:249716113CC G+
Bob Mulholland9,885#SharedCircles  #DiscoverIndie #CircleShare time! This Circle includes musicians, writers, artists, developers, and supporters of independent content.You know the drill: If you aren't in this Circle but want to be, +1 the post.2012-10-01 03:07:573093112CC G+
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Bob Mulholland8,181#DiscoverIndie   #CircleShare  This Circle is chock full of Independent artists, musicians, writers, game developers, and more. Unlike other similar Circles, this one also includes fans/supporters of independent content creators. Share and enjoy.+1 if you want in+1 my first comment if you also want notifications.2012-08-11 19:19:183015010CC G+
Bob Mulholland7,562Sorry it's been a couple weeks, but Melissa is going to have the baby any day now and my focus now needs to be offline most of the time.After Zane has been born, my posts will become regular again. #DiscoverIndie   #CircleShare  This Circle is chock full of Independent artists, musicians, writers, game developers, and more. Unlike other similar Circles, this one also includes fans/supporters of independent content creators. Share and enjoy.+1 if you want in+1 my first comment if you also want notifications.2012-07-17 17:11:40296318CC G+
Bob Mulholland7,105#DiscoverIndie   #CircleShare  A Circle of independent artists, musicians, writers, game developers, and their supporters.-► +1 this post if you aren't in thie Circle yet and you want to be.-► +1 my first comment if you also want to be notified when I share Discover Indie related posts.↓↓↓↓↓I am in the process of setting up a Discover Indie Page to better help promote independent artists, and I'm looking for people with both the willingness to help manage the page and the time to do so. This new page won't be ready to start promoting until mid-July, but I will need one or two people to help me with setup and strategy. Comment below. :)2012-06-29 17:12:43287804CC G+
Bob Mulholland6,799#DiscoverIndie   #CircleShare  A Circle of independent artists, musicians, writers, game developers, and their supporters.+1 this post if you aren't in thie Circle yet and you want to be.+1 my first comment if you also want to be notified when I share Discover Indie related posts.2012-06-14 14:01:56285414CC G+
Bob Mulholland5,006My weekly Share of my Discover Indie Circle.This does not only have indie artists/musicians/writers/developers in it, this also includes the fans and supporters. If you should be in this Circle, let me know by clicking +1 on either of the first two comments. #DiscoverIndie #SharedCircles #CircleShare #FollowFriday (I know it's only Thursday)2012-04-12 21:04:241321425CC G+
Luis Gibb202So since its been a while since I shared my Magic Circle and Innistrad and Dark Ascension have come out... I figured I would update this circle again. If you are a Magic the Gathering fan, player, whatever - join in on the fun!2012-03-06 21:09:26326400CC G+
Beverly Rivera5,267Poets. Writers. Authors. Bloggers. Bibliophiles. The best of the literary world, here on G+. If you're a Poet or Writer and I have you circled but you're not part of this wordalicious (yeah, I made that up) shared circle, let me know. If I have yet to connect with you and you're a writer-comment below! Let's chat. Are You A Poet? Then consider the #30in30 challenge in April. Writing 30 poems in 30 days while learning about the history, forms, and connecting with other poets. If you're up for the challenge, simply fill out the form here: http://beverlyrivera.blogspot.com/p/national-poetry-month-april-30in30.html or visit my G+ post here: https://plus.google.com/101423581602122657410/posts/45DTpC2B1it Follow along in the G+ discussions that are posted by using the "search" feature: #PoetsWorkshop #Bibliophile #Poetry #Authors #AmWriting #Books Tagged: #PublicCircles2012-02-21 22:49:021962724CC G+
Peter G McDermott27,571The Circle of CreationThe goal with this circle was to spread the knowledge, creativity and incredible creations of everyone in it. I reached out to my followers and asked for their help in searching for the new creators. The people that joined this network with no prior following. People that weren’t known celebrities, people that didn’t have thousands of followers on Twitter, and people that would have been undiscovered without this network. The results were simply amazing.The Story Behind the CircleOf course, my intentions of this project were deeper than you may have guessed. The reason I want to share with you a circle of creative people is because of the threat that exists by the United States’ and other nations’ governments. Currently the “Stop Online Piracy Act” and “Protect IP Act” are both bouncing around in congress. There have been reports that one may have died, but regardless of those reports, this type of legislation might resurface under any name.Understanding the rights and provisions of copyright is a very important thing. Understanding your rights as a commentator, an artist, or a content creator is critical. However, having our rights to fair use completely threatened and thereby extinguishing our right to free speech, is completely unacceptable. Legislators are leaning towards their lobbyists who tell them how this type of legislation with help protect jobs and keep our economic engine running.You and I know that is not true. You and I know that it is the individuals, the entrepreneurs, the independent artists, the garage bands, the corner stores and the family businesses that keep this world spinning, and not just in America. Don’t let any government get in the way of our freedom to share with each other. Understand and uphold your rights for fair use and never ever let someone tell you that you don’t have a voice.With that said, here are a list of people that would not have otherwise been found. They would have been left undiscovered, under appreciated and widely unknown if it were not for our freedoms to communicate and share each others’ talents.In this circle are people that build things, people that create things, people that draw things, people that ask questions, people that think outside of the box. This circle is home to people that did not have a following until their time here on this one singular network. Every person in this circle has the potential to be a success story and to have their talents shared with the world. Do not, under any circumstance, let anyone ever alienate that right.CC: +Sarah Hill +Natalie Villalobos +Louis Gray +Vic Gundotra +Bruce Garber +matthew rappaport +2012-01-19 05:22:04394012CC G+
Peter G McDermott27,354The Circle of CreationThe goal with this circle was to spread the knowledge, creativity and incredible creations of everyone in it. I reached out to my followers and asked for their help in searching for the new creators. The people that joined this network with no prior following. People that weren’t known celebrities, people that didn’t have thousands of followers on Twitter, and people that would have been undiscovered without this network. The results were simply amazing.The Story Behind the CircleOf course, my intentions of this project were deeper than you may have guessed. The reason I want to share with you a circle of creative people is because of the threat that exists by the United States’ and other nations’ governments. Currently the “Stop Online Piracy Act” and “Protect IP Act” are both bouncing around in congress. There have been reports that one may have died, but regardless of those reports, this type of legislation might resurface under any name.Understanding the rights and provisions of copyright is a very important thing. Understanding your rights as a commentator, an artist, or a content creator is critical. However, having our rights to fair use completely threatened and thereby extinguishing our right to free speech, is completely unacceptable. Legislators are leaning towards their lobbyists who tell them how this type of legislation with help protect jobs and keep our economic engine running.You and I know that is not true. You and I know that it is the individuals, the entrepreneurs, the independent artists, the garage bands, the corner stores and the family businesses that keep this world spinning, and not just in America. Don’t let any government get in the way of our freedom to share with each other. Understand and uphold your rights for fair use and never ever let someone tell you that you don’t have a voice.With that said, here are a list of people that would not have otherwise been found. They would have been left undiscovered, under appreciated and widely unknown if it were not for our freedoms to communicate and share each others’ talents.In this circle are people that build things, people that create things, people that draw things, people that ask questions, people that think outside of the box. This circle is home to people that did not have a following until their time here on this one singular network. Every person in this circle has the potential to be a success story and to have their talents shared with the world. Do not, under any circumstance, let anyone ever alienate that right.CC: +Sarah Hill +Natalie Villalobos +Louis Gray +Vic Gundotra +Bruce Garber +matthew rappaport +2012-01-18 04:44:4539161423CC G+
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Beverly Rivera14If literary goodness is the best thing since sliced bread, add this entire circle. Full of published and unpublished writers, authors, poets, novelists, editors and complete bibliophiles. Full of tangible book turners of the page, or Kindle owners the same. All literary, all genius in their own right. Are you a Poet, Author, or Novelist and want in on this circle (or know anyone that should be)? Let's connect. Much love to all those mentioned.Beverly Rivera shared a circle with you.2011-10-27 17:36:14140943CC G+

Top posts in the last 50 posts

Most comments: 8

2014-03-09 03:38:26 (8 comments, 0 reshares, 3 +1s)

January 1979 by Aaron Weiss
January, 1979 saw a terrible crash (and then couldn't help but laugh.)
My ear pressed against the past like a glass on a wall of a house in a photograph
My forehead no longer sweet with holy kisses worthy of your fiery lips
I was floating in a peaceful sea 'rescued' by a sinking ship
If I could become the servant of all - no lower place to fall
You watched me like a 10 car highway wreck with detached, vulgar curiosity
This looking down at the tops of the hats of us passers-by from your 7th story balcony
And from such a height you missed the creatures too small for sight carry on covert conversation
as the misguided insects crowned me their grasshopper king with a dance of celebration!
After years with that crown on my head I've grown
overfed, unconcerned, and comfortably numb kept busy indulging
in... more »

Most reshares: 1

2013-09-21 21:18:01 (2 comments, 1 reshares, 1 +1s)

The cutthroat collapse of a reality
In kiss and soliloquy
Revert to adolescent moralities
In angst and heart murmurs
Crush reconciliation
A new day bleeds through the pavement
The concrete rotting away
In jitters, shatters, relapses
Love the life you leave
Through sinkholes and wonderlands
Through lullabies and hourglass sand
Carve out the trench, rainbow retch
Puke shooting stars, vomit star crossed lovers
Throw up the wishes never granted
Let them be disgustfully noticed

Most plusones: 5

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2013-12-07 06:16:39 (6 comments, 0 reshares, 5 +1s)

This is totally my motto
X-post from /r/adviceanimals

Latest 50 posts

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2014-03-29 06:50:09 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

I gooogled Innocean HOPING for more Michael rapping... 
I can't even begin to describe how disappointed I was. 
This should become a typical thing on Cracked. Please?

I gooogled Innocean HOPING for more Michael rapping... 
I can't even begin to describe how disappointed I was. 
This should become a typical thing on Cracked. Please?___

2014-03-16 04:20:19 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

I never wanted the fetters you placed upon me
And yet I took them so gracefully

I never wanted the fetters you placed upon me
And yet I took them so gracefully___

2014-03-14 08:50:03 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

The Misery Of A Second Hand

Gripping to memories and retributions
A mixture of cinematic loss and subtle wins
Gripping to the ink, nearly breaking the pen
If I could find the time to write
Maybe then I wouldn't forget
What a chance to heckle myself for time capsules
When my brain's ticking like a busted clock
With less memories and more time lost
Frantic, phonetic stuttering through every second
Dreams scribbled out like the diary of a mad man
Chiming to the paper to the tune of a second hand
There's every detail of every event
With every event long forgotten

The Misery Of A Second Hand

Gripping to memories and retributions
A mixture of cinematic loss and subtle wins
Gripping to the ink, nearly breaking the pen
If I could find the time to write
Maybe then I wouldn't forget
What a chance to heckle myself for time capsules
When my brain's ticking like a busted clock
With less memories and more time lost
Frantic, phonetic stuttering through every second
Dreams scribbled out like the diary of a mad man
Chiming to the paper to the tune of a second hand
There's every detail of every event
With every event long forgotten___

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2014-03-13 05:13:51 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

So much cinematic.

So much cinematic.___

2014-03-09 03:38:26 (8 comments, 0 reshares, 3 +1s)

January 1979 by Aaron Weiss
January, 1979 saw a terrible crash (and then couldn't help but laugh.)
My ear pressed against the past like a glass on a wall of a house in a photograph
My forehead no longer sweet with holy kisses worthy of your fiery lips
I was floating in a peaceful sea 'rescued' by a sinking ship
If I could become the servant of all - no lower place to fall
You watched me like a 10 car highway wreck with detached, vulgar curiosity
This looking down at the tops of the hats of us passers-by from your 7th story balcony
And from such a height you missed the creatures too small for sight carry on covert conversation
as the misguided insects crowned me their grasshopper king with a dance of celebration!
After years with that crown on my head I've grown
overfed, unconcerned, and comfortably numb kept busy indulging
in... more »

January 1979 by Aaron Weiss
January, 1979 saw a terrible crash (and then couldn't help but laugh.)
My ear pressed against the past like a glass on a wall of a house in a photograph
My forehead no longer sweet with holy kisses worthy of your fiery lips
I was floating in a peaceful sea 'rescued' by a sinking ship
If I could become the servant of all - no lower place to fall
You watched me like a 10 car highway wreck with detached, vulgar curiosity
This looking down at the tops of the hats of us passers-by from your 7th story balcony
And from such a height you missed the creatures too small for sight carry on covert conversation
as the misguided insects crowned me their grasshopper king with a dance of celebration!
After years with that crown on my head I've grown
overfed, unconcerned, and comfortably numb kept busy indulging
in the pleasures of the wealthy (someone make me afraid of what I've become!)
At the first sign of possible sorrow I turned my heel and ran (Oh, I'll never learn)
My life is a cup of sugar I borrowed before time began and forgot to return,
It was a matter of time - I always said I could see now I'm going blind,
It was a matter of miserable time - but I heard somewhere there was a cure for useless eyes?

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This is actually a song on their album Catch For Us The Foxes, but the lyrics have always seemed so remarkably poetic to me and has consistently stuck with me over the years. The way he's speaking about accepting praise from the lowliest people like it's some sort of huge accomplishment and how delusional and comfortably uneasy the lyrics are.___

2014-03-09 03:22:19 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

Geh, I feel like posting poem comments to people's stuff but I don't feel like being the douchebag that posts poem comments to people's stuff.

Geh, I feel like posting poem comments to people's stuff but I don't feel like being the douchebag that posts poem comments to people's stuff.___

2014-03-09 02:50:52 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

Sometimes I like to think if I wrote down all the things I've seen people would love to read that book. 
And then I realize that it would be lost in the fiction section with nobody ever able to realize how true the stories are.

Sometimes I like to think if I wrote down all the things I've seen people would love to read that book. 
And then I realize that it would be lost in the fiction section with nobody ever able to realize how true the stories are.___

2014-03-09 02:32:55 (4 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

Should I add more lines to the below poem?:::
Disaster tears petals and clocks to shreds
Love-me-nots and living hours break my bed
Starting to leave sinkholes like comfort coffins
Busted knees and back aches gathering charms and hexes
Careening into a crusade caused by careless exteriors
The trials and tribulations of a thousand forgotten Gods
Their countless thoughts littering ignorant shells of existence
How much deeper can I find myself in lost
Before succumbing to the breakdown
-------------------------------------------------------------
I'm very seriously wanting someone to give me some clue to if I should continue and expand this poem or leave it as is. 
It seems to end fairly well to me, but I also can't stomache the thought that I could have done more for/to it.

Should I add more lines to the below poem?:::
Disaster tears petals and clocks to shreds
Love-me-nots and living hours break my bed
Starting to leave sinkholes like comfort coffins
Busted knees and back aches gathering charms and hexes
Careening into a crusade caused by careless exteriors
The trials and tribulations of a thousand forgotten Gods
Their countless thoughts littering ignorant shells of existence
How much deeper can I find myself in lost
Before succumbing to the breakdown
-------------------------------------------------------------
I'm very seriously wanting someone to give me some clue to if I should continue and expand this poem or leave it as is. 
It seems to end fairly well to me, but I also can't stomache the thought that I could have done more for/to it.___

2014-03-09 02:16:07 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

I don’t miss being a child
I miss being innocent

I don’t miss being a child
I miss being innocent___

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2014-03-09 01:48:27 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

One of my favourite post-rock songs. 
The amount of genres it seamlessly combines is just astounding.

One of my favourite post-rock songs. 
The amount of genres it seamlessly combines is just astounding.___

2014-03-05 09:31:15 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

The more I use Youtube's new-ish-ish dislike/like system the less I know about how the internet works....
I want to react the same way I would on Reddit but I know that's apparently not what Youtube is about.......
I hate youtube for more than music videos now thanks to a shitty system that I didn't truly realize until now

The more I use Youtube's new-ish-ish dislike/like system the less I know about how the internet works....
I want to react the same way I would on Reddit but I know that's apparently not what Youtube is about.......
I hate youtube for more than music videos now thanks to a shitty system that I didn't truly realize until now___

2014-03-04 08:14:06 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

Faking Growing Pains
Perfectly tucked at the end of an extensive sunset
Perfectly stuck at the end of a reckless endangerment
Of life and limb (love and others) broken endeavors
With a lack of sleep (not for lack of trying)
Curses toss and turn the mistake of the century
Slurred words tend to be my worst enemy
To the point that blackouts are becoming my best friends
But there’s no hope for them when you’re daydrunk at 10am
Caught in the ambient flair of another day well wasted
Where thoughts are just static and sounds become perforations
Dazing through the torn up shreds of faking being human
Flipping the pillow pretending (this side is more comforting)
All the halos curtained out in walls of quilts and blankets
Flipping the coin pretending (like chance is a guidance)
Carousels, there’s not a pretty word that could makethis ... more »

Faking Growing Pains
Perfectly tucked at the end of an extensive sunset
Perfectly stuck at the end of a reckless endangerment
Of life and limb (love and others) broken endeavors
With a lack of sleep (not for lack of trying)
Curses toss and turn the mistake of the century
Slurred words tend to be my worst enemy
To the point that blackouts are becoming my best friends
But there’s no hope for them when you’re daydrunk at 10am
Caught in the ambient flair of another day well wasted
Where thoughts are just static and sounds become perforations
Dazing through the torn up shreds of faking being human
Flipping the pillow pretending (this side is more comforting)
All the halos curtained out in walls of quilts and blankets
Flipping the coin pretending (like chance is a guidance)
Carousels, there’s not a pretty word that could make this less a mess
But growing pains, I’d like to trade away my growing pains
IOUs tossed all over the floors in pencil to be rewritten
At every possible convenience___

2014-02-28 03:03:59 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

You cut your teeth on a silver plate
As if each tooth would be a cavity
Jolting you into feeling every cracking degradation (hole)
A consistent emptiness imminent in splinters
Intent is the definition of these careless fetters
To be so full of impulse you become void with bad decisions
Incisions and catalysts carving fate through stumbling
Split lips and writ skin; we talked for hours about
The sins of the flesh
What existence ends in such indignant
Reckless, dissident bastardized children
And how they survive to kiss and fake parents
They wish they had kept forever and longer
You cut your teeth on a silver plate
I was ripped from the womb like a tumor
To be tossed away in desplendent grace
Such a descriptive waste of morose
Such a hollow thrown away angst
Like all passion is incentive to create
His idol hands... more »

You cut your teeth on a silver plate
As if each tooth would be a cavity
Jolting you into feeling every cracking degradation (hole)
A consistent emptiness imminent in splinters
Intent is the definition of these careless fetters
To be so full of impulse you become void with bad decisions
Incisions and catalysts carving fate through stumbling
Split lips and writ skin; we talked for hours about
The sins of the flesh
What existence ends in such indignant
Reckless, dissident bastardized children
And how they survive to kiss and fake parents
They wish they had kept forever and longer
You cut your teeth on a silver plate
I was ripped from the womb like a tumor
To be tossed away in desplendent grace
Such a descriptive waste of morose
Such a hollow thrown away angst
Like all passion is incentive to create
His idol hands grazed your begging flesh
And dearly with chaos and cloudy calms
Creation erupted from their veins in the most imaginative psalms
The splendorous disasters of rickshaw hearts kissing qualms___

2014-02-28 02:44:09 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

I Awoke Less A Man Than A God

Sometimes I like to pretend I am God
But I don’t know it yet
Listen to a cello with words written about music
To know they’re bullshit based on the slight carrying of my heartbeat
What if God was one of us?
And what if I was it?
And then my only question would have to be
Why did I hold the world so poorly?

I gargled some nails in repetitious swallows
Only a tack or two, Aback I am due
Corresponding to the repetitions of feet
Stomping about my clouds and carouseling into my rain
You were all so perfect, who of you should not be here?
I must choose somebody to gather in the fire and disdain
And then I jump back into the mortal I am with stark realizations

Look at this god forsaken bones!
I haven’t waken for days in my misery
I have gathered; Sedated SaviorCome!... more »

I Awoke Less A Man Than A God

Sometimes I like to pretend I am God
But I don’t know it yet
Listen to a cello with words written about music
To know they’re bullshit based on the slight carrying of my heartbeat
What if God was one of us?
And what if I was it?
And then my only question would have to be
Why did I hold the world so poorly?

I gargled some nails in repetitious swallows
Only a tack or two, Aback I am due
Corresponding to the repetitions of feet
Stomping about my clouds and carouseling into my rain
You were all so perfect, who of you should not be here?
I must choose somebody to gather in the fire and disdain
And then I jump back into the mortal I am with stark realizations

Look at this god forsaken bones!
I haven’t waken for days in my misery
I have gathered; Sedated Savior Come!
There was like a dream and I was a God
But no matter the intoxicant it will always be nothing more
I can barely stand a human let alone a divinity
And this poor body laying next to me
Bloody sheets and recollections
Will they take my place in hell?
If only. 

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The repetitious beat and general sound made me think of a drug addict who blacked out and thought they were God... but it a really vague sense. More or less it reminded me of the feeling of blacking out especially after Ambien or far too much alcohol mixed with my mental issues.___

2014-02-28 02:29:11 (2 comments, 0 reshares, 3 +1s)

You cut your teeth on a silver plate
As if each tooth would be a cavity
Jolting you into feeling every cracking degradation (hole)
A consistent emptiness imminent in splinters
Intent is the definition of these careless fetters
To be so full of impulse you become void with bad decisions
Incisions and catalysts carving fate through stumbling
Split lips and writ skin; we talked for hours about
The sins of the flesh
What existence ends in such indignant
Reckless, dissident bastardized children
And how they survive to kiss and fake parents
They wish they had kept forever and longer
You cut your teeth on a silver plate
I was ripped from the womb like a tumor
To be tossed away in desplendent grace
Such a descriptive waste of morose
Such a hollow thrown away angst
Like all passion is incentive to create
His idol hands... more »

You cut your teeth on a silver plate
As if each tooth would be a cavity
Jolting you into feeling every cracking degradation (hole)
A consistent emptiness imminent in splinters
Intent is the definition of these careless fetters
To be so full of impulse you become void with bad decisions
Incisions and catalysts carving fate through stumbling
Split lips and writ skin; we talked for hours about
The sins of the flesh
What existence ends in such indignant
Reckless, dissident bastardized children
And how they survive to kiss and fake parents
They wish they had kept forever and longer
You cut your teeth on a silver plate
I was ripped from the womb like a tumor
To be tossed away in desplendent grace
Such a descriptive waste of morose
Such a hollow thrown away angst
Like all passion is incentive to create
His idol hands grazed your begging flesh
And dearly with chaos and cloudy calms
Creation erupted from their veins in the most imaginative psalms
The splendorous disasters of rickshaw hearts kissing qualms___

2014-02-23 14:28:35 (2 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

The more hallmarks of what I consider shitty poetry I find, the harder poetry gets to write -.-
I have like... a dozen extremely shit pieces for every half-decent word :\

The more hallmarks of what I consider shitty poetry I find, the harder poetry gets to write -.-
I have like... a dozen extremely shit pieces for every half-decent word :\___

2014-02-23 08:08:47 (8 comments, 0 reshares, 3 +1s)

Occasionally let’s fantasize about bullets
Racketing un-safecracking our skulls
Fractals of headaches facturing our membranes
Lost yolks of our souls dribbling out in
Ooey Gooey >   
    < Sickly Sweet >
        < Compulsion~
All on our god forsaken lips
Adam come to bedlam
Subcumb to madness with writs
All against thankless things
You and I are like slit wrists
Bleeding all over the floor in I love yous
But all that’s left is a stain for our families to clean up
All the while pretending we’re new beat poets
But we know, no I know, we’re nothing in the picture of the future
The world isn’t ready for this fuck up and the self isn’t ready to accept it’s not
So let’s sing our depression, angst NEVER GROWING UP songs
They’re all that we got...---------------------------... more »

Occasionally let’s fantasize about bullets
Racketing un-safecracking our skulls
Fractals of headaches facturing our membranes
Lost yolks of our souls dribbling out in
Ooey Gooey >   
    < Sickly Sweet >
        < Compulsion~
All on our god forsaken lips
Adam come to bedlam
Subcumb to madness with writs
All against thankless things
You and I are like slit wrists
Bleeding all over the floor in I love yous
But all that’s left is a stain for our families to clean up
All the while pretending we’re new beat poets
But we know, no I know, we’re nothing in the picture of the future
The world isn’t ready for this fuck up and the self isn’t ready to accept it’s not
So let’s sing our depression, angst NEVER GROWING UP songs
They’re all that we got...
----------------------------------------------------------
I get so lost in how it's going to be when my generation get's an upperhand on society.
It's gonna be the most strange thing because all the people I've ever met think alot like this and the world will have to change alot
Or atleast we all like to think that___

2014-02-12 23:36:47 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

There’s refusal to their tongues and collapsing to their throats
Every single word coming as monosyllabic mutters and croaks
Draw out my thoughts, draw out the smiles on faces shattered
From happy families to bits and pieces of gray matter
Splashed against the wall
It needed a fresh coat of paint anyways

There isn’t a heartbeat in her veins
To the twisted rope of our names
Hanging 8 feet high and 6 feet deep
We’ve built a lonely family haven’t we?
Grafted our flesh to our seeds
What we bleed scent to becoming
And the bastard thought he had to show us his dick?
And why do I feel like the only one not postulating these pics?
Anagraming my name with my sexual encounters
So I have no pride in our social circle’s incest?
I apologize for the push away from staying the night
Though I started the shenanigans

There’s refusal to their tongues and collapsing to their throats
Every single word coming as monosyllabic mutters and croaks
Draw out my thoughts, draw out the smiles on faces shattered
From happy families to bits and pieces of gray matter
Splashed against the wall
It needed a fresh coat of paint anyways

There isn’t a heartbeat in her veins
To the twisted rope of our names
Hanging 8 feet high and 6 feet deep
We’ve built a lonely family haven’t we?
Grafted our flesh to our seeds
What we bleed scent to becoming
And the bastard thought he had to show us his dick?
And why do I feel like the only one not postulating these pics?
Anagraming my name with my sexual encounters
So I have no pride in our social circle’s incest?
I apologize for the push away from staying the night
Though I started the shenanigans___

2014-01-14 05:15:56 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

Careful I'm bleeding out
I wouldn't want for you to slip
I didn't think you'd give a shit
But maybe then I was mistaken

I got a B- in forgiveness
And an F in condolences
But looking at this clawed out mess
Of what was once a damsel in distress
I can't send a good word from a friend
The weather isn't fair and I'm scared we're far to shaken
But it's fine because you were the resplendence
And we are just the backwash in your throat
Just the backthoughts 
Never to bend towards us but always crack away no matter the pain
Because happiness is to damn easy

I can feel the blood from my wrists
Leaking out like it always is
Happiness is so fucking easy
Can we break down to the madness?
Can we learn to love this insanity?
Numbness is reckless behaivor
And kisses are... more »

Careful I'm bleeding out
I wouldn't want for you to slip
I didn't think you'd give a shit
But maybe then I was mistaken

I got a B- in forgiveness
And an F in condolences
But looking at this clawed out mess
Of what was once a damsel in distress
I can't send a good word from a friend
The weather isn't fair and I'm scared we're far to shaken
But it's fine because you were the resplendence
And we are just the backwash in your throat
Just the backthoughts 
Never to bend towards us but always crack away no matter the pain
Because happiness is to damn easy

I can feel the blood from my wrists
Leaking out like it always is
Happiness is so fucking easy
Can we break down to the madness?
Can we learn to love this insanity?
Numbness is reckless behaivor
And kisses are reckless endangerment

But look at you bleeding out
Ripped out from your cunt to your mouth
You live to be seen and we know everything
And you 

I said I'd never take one for the team
But I'd take it all into my seams
Ripping, splattering, lovingly
Just this constant pretending
Moonshine
Like I said "I'd never cry a whole day of my life"
And like that, I felt nothing___

2014-01-12 01:45:37 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

Can I cough up my teeth
Trade them for gold coins?
Can I break these thinks?
I'm craving security
In my creativity
But I never came from that lifestyle
Nor am I built for wonderment
There's not a oscillation in my body
That falls to the others in harmonics


----------------------------------------------------_
I've been writing  alot of bits and pieces lately
Just thought I'd share because I haven't in awhile.

Can I cough up my teeth
Trade them for gold coins?
Can I break these thinks?
I'm craving security
In my creativity
But I never came from that lifestyle
Nor am I built for wonderment
There's not a oscillation in my body
That falls to the others in harmonics


----------------------------------------------------_
I've been writing  alot of bits and pieces lately
Just thought I'd share because I haven't in awhile.___

2014-01-11 22:55:45 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

Maybe we're spitting diamonds but our mouths are too bloody to feel them
And maybe each kiss can compress the coal in our hearts
Maybe we're just slowly becoming shining examples of each other
As we're warming up just under our mantles
Tectonicing to something better than what we've been
Awaiting an earthquake to shake us into a single continent
Or maybe we're not the same planet
And our separate stars will never make contact

Maybe we're spitting diamonds but our mouths are too bloody to feel them
And maybe each kiss can compress the coal in our hearts
Maybe we're just slowly becoming shining examples of each other
As we're warming up just under our mantles
Tectonicing to something better than what we've been
Awaiting an earthquake to shake us into a single continent
Or maybe we're not the same planet
And our separate stars will never make contact___

2014-01-03 01:09:10 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

I can drink through a bottle of memories
Like I can drink a bottle of whiskey
And in both, towards the bottom the details get blurry
It's not that I don't have anything to say
It's that there's not enough room on the page

I can drink through a bottle of memories
Like I can drink a bottle of whiskey
And in both, towards the bottom the details get blurry
It's not that I don't have anything to say
It's that there's not enough room on the page___

2013-12-24 04:25:05 (4 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

Too old to be the next best thing
But too young to break the genre
The pains I live with

Too old to be the next best thing
But too young to break the genre
The pains I live with___

2013-12-18 15:28:22 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

Reading the lines of an 18 year old "poet"
To see he was as clueless as I feel unkept
And that means everything to my present situation
Lost in the diary of a writer's block
Reading about words' suffocation
It's beautiful to realize I've always been struggling for ink
Let's bleed the honesty of knowing that this wall is nothing

Can I fall in love with the knowledge that I'm just adequate
And my subconscious forgets how to be cognoscente
And I've always been just barely able to process
But there's no reason to focus on that stupid kid
In retrospect his good was what my bad is
Knowledge this: Another two years and this will be shit
Because thoughts are static and static refuses stasis

-------------------------------
I found a bunch of my poetry from 2011
And I have been... more »

Reading the lines of an 18 year old "poet"
To see he was as clueless as I feel unkept
And that means everything to my present situation
Lost in the diary of a writer's block
Reading about words' suffocation
It's beautiful to realize I've always been struggling for ink
Let's bleed the honesty of knowing that this wall is nothing

Can I fall in love with the knowledge that I'm just adequate
And my subconscious forgets how to be cognoscente
And I've always been just barely able to process
But there's no reason to focus on that stupid kid
In retrospect his good was what my bad is
Knowledge this: Another two years and this will be shit
Because thoughts are static and static refuses stasis

-------------------------------
I found a bunch of my poetry from 2011
And I have been focusing on how good I was at writing back then
But reading those poems now I realize I was awful
Or really, I've gotten so much better
I'm not pumping out 3-4 poems a day anymore
But quality has increased atleast ten-fold.
And then I realized
I've always had 1 good year then 1 bad year #repeat
THis has been a bad year
So this next year should be exciting as fuck
Given all the experiences I have to work off of :D___

2013-12-16 15:50:03 (3 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

The thinker of tender thoughts
Thought that nothing would change
Not here, in this chaos space
Not in chronolog

The carrier of forgotten love
Bashed the tellenst check
Refuse to allude the wreck
To live in rebuff

The dreamer of unknown pain
Living a vicarious life innery
In another's bedgrave misery
Lie in our shame
#playing  

The thinker of tender thoughts
Thought that nothing would change
Not here, in this chaos space
Not in chronolog

The carrier of forgotten love
Bashed the tellenst check
Refuse to allude the wreck
To live in rebuff

The dreamer of unknown pain
Living a vicarious life innery
In another's bedgrave misery
Lie in our shame
#playing  ___

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2013-12-07 06:16:39 (6 comments, 0 reshares, 5 +1s)

This is totally my motto
X-post from /r/adviceanimals

This is totally my motto
X-post from /r/adviceanimals___

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2013-12-07 04:36:21 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

I'm relearning how to write
I guess I was so rusty I sorta forgot what it's like to work for words
But expect some new stuff over the next couple of months
Some new decentish stuff
It's like a bicycle
If the tires were flat
But I got this

I'm relearning how to write
I guess I was so rusty I sorta forgot what it's like to work for words
But expect some new stuff over the next couple of months
Some new decentish stuff
It's like a bicycle
If the tires were flat
But I got this___

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2013-12-06 14:11:22 (3 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

So, I just noticed this on Google Keep...
...Odd
I guess it's a product Google will get rid of in the next few years since it's already not being maintained.

So, I just noticed this on Google Keep...
...Odd
I guess it's a product Google will get rid of in the next few years since it's already not being maintained.___

2013-12-06 13:59:12 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

That One Weird Dream Where The Stars And I Went Out For Drinks

Diving into heat again
Magmonic sin
I dreamed of you last night
Craving burning like sunlight
"This isn't what's to be thought"

Fall asleep to grab at nightmares
Reign in the stampede make misery
Miser your misery make creativity
These visions are a deepest rash of you
"This isn't what's to be thought"

Feel crisp, warm skin
Feel darkness blackened
I dreamed of you last night
Awakened with ash stuck to my soul
"This isn't what's to be thought"

Fall asleep to grab at nightmares
Kissing with razor blade tongues
Sip some moon shine and not care
Apathy the star light of your blood
"This isn't what's to be thought"
#poetry #dreams #stars... more »

That One Weird Dream Where The Stars And I Went Out For Drinks

Diving into heat again
Magmonic sin
I dreamed of you last night
Craving burning like sunlight
"This isn't what's to be thought"

Fall asleep to grab at nightmares
Reign in the stampede make misery
Miser your misery make creativity
These visions are a deepest rash of you
"This isn't what's to be thought"

Feel crisp, warm skin
Feel darkness blackened
I dreamed of you last night
Awakened with ash stuck to my soul
"This isn't what's to be thought"

Fall asleep to grab at nightmares
Kissing with razor blade tongues
Sip some moon shine and not care
Apathy the star light of your blood
"This isn't what's to be thought"
#poetry #dreams #stars  ___

2013-12-06 13:31:04 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

The City Caught Flame In It's Anaerobic Stillness As If A Breath Of Fresh Air Destroyed It

I'm looking for your resignation
In scarlet letters and lattices
Everly ily miscalculation
Bandages and callouses

Let them preach
"You are children
You are adults
You are adolescent!"

Let us scream
"We have no jury
We have no choice
We have no due process in love and limb!"

Present pretence of presentation
It was all hiding from reanimation
Recreation of reconciliation
We got this collection of busted shins
And a couple of decades of experience

Let this city burn in the coals of lost romances
#poetry  

The City Caught Flame In It's Anaerobic Stillness As If A Breath Of Fresh Air Destroyed It

I'm looking for your resignation
In scarlet letters and lattices
Everly ily miscalculation
Bandages and callouses

Let them preach
"You are children
You are adults
You are adolescent!"

Let us scream
"We have no jury
We have no choice
We have no due process in love and limb!"

Present pretence of presentation
It was all hiding from reanimation
Recreation of reconciliation
We got this collection of busted shins
And a couple of decades of experience

Let this city burn in the coals of lost romances
#poetry  ___

2013-12-03 02:06:56 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

Everyone is dreaming of alcoholism
Everyone is dreaming of escape
Dreamers are alcoholics
Dreamers, escape artists
Bound, handcuffed
Waterlogged and downtrod
You smell like you just came out of the rain
You smell like a beer or two
Became a fifth or three
A line or four
Became a whole broken poem
A whole ranting about ranting
For the sake of self deprecation
In blood (we'll find the sensations)
In blood (there is no registration)
Only sign here (don't sign here)
Only, mercy me misery you seem so
Happy?
No, no; that color doesn't cover your black and white
That stereophonic
Glow a bit and we'll talk
Burn up a bit; learn to walk
Ash away, brush away, chalk
Is our childhood burying or adult.
Is this why I'm coughing up dirt?
Or have I, am I, will I just be this... more »

Everyone is dreaming of alcoholism
Everyone is dreaming of escape
Dreamers are alcoholics
Dreamers, escape artists
Bound, handcuffed
Waterlogged and downtrod
You smell like you just came out of the rain
You smell like a beer or two
Became a fifth or three
A line or four
Became a whole broken poem
A whole ranting about ranting
For the sake of self deprecation
In blood (we'll find the sensations)
In blood (there is no registration)
Only sign here (don't sign here)
Only, mercy me misery you seem so
Happy?
No, no; that color doesn't cover your black and white
That stereophonic
Glow a bit and we'll talk
Burn up a bit; learn to walk
Ash away, brush away, chalk
Is our childhood burying or adult.
Is this why I'm coughing up dirt?
Or have I, am I, will I just be this sick
Forever?___

2013-12-03 01:58:54 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

Throwing out all my possessions
In this car filled up with confessions
Wrappers from before the world ended
The apocalypse hit me hard I guess
No Winter solstice ever divided me like this
With one side hope but here I choke
On the wrong side of loneliness
With a throat rattling with two cents never said
I suppose it's only right to gasp through them
It's only respectable to get drunk off the best
Beer bottles on the floor beg alcoholic intuition
Can't make a sentence but everything makes sense
One night stands but I can't wipe off the lipstick
In this car filled up with confessions
Might as well live in hell with this depression
Or stay in bed and never drive this car again
Or maybe drive and risk the temptation of a wreck


--------
This is the best I got right now
Haven't been... more »

Throwing out all my possessions
In this car filled up with confessions
Wrappers from before the world ended
The apocalypse hit me hard I guess
No Winter solstice ever divided me like this
With one side hope but here I choke
On the wrong side of loneliness
With a throat rattling with two cents never said
I suppose it's only right to gasp through them
It's only respectable to get drunk off the best
Beer bottles on the floor beg alcoholic intuition
Can't make a sentence but everything makes sense
One night stands but I can't wipe off the lipstick
In this car filled up with confessions
Might as well live in hell with this depression
Or stay in bed and never drive this car again
Or maybe drive and risk the temptation of a wreck


--------
This is the best I got right now
Haven't been writing alot, but am making a handful of mental changes that should lead to better wording/creativity in the long run.
Been extremely numb for a good part of year to protect me from alot of negative emotions, but I'm starting to get around to feeling comfortable with exploring the things that have happened the past year and seeing what comes from it.___

2013-11-26 00:56:42 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 3 +1s)

I'm really hating the Youtube - Google+ combining
All the stupid youtube comments flooding videos I've commented on on G+ -.-
My notifications have so many Trolls I feel like G+ should be called Jotunheim.

I'm really hating the Youtube - Google+ combining
All the stupid youtube comments flooding videos I've commented on on G+ -.-
My notifications have so many Trolls I feel like G+ should be called Jotunheim.___

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2013-11-23 12:59:52 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 4 +1s)

I liked Quest 64
I am one of seven people
I am a snowflake

I liked Quest 64
I am one of seven people
I am a snowflake___

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2013-11-19 20:52:54 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 3 +1s)

Like all the officers I've ever met.
Maybe it's a southern thing?

Like all the officers I've ever met.
Maybe it's a southern thing?___

2013-11-16 00:33:58 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

A redder night
A bluer light
Beg to say, beg to differ
Apologies, edelweiss
Mountains to climb
Why must I allow the stumbling, tumbling
Ground shaking, earthquake hunger rumbling
Open this grave to greet willing, disoriented limbs
From a drunk, overstayed welcome on this planet
But dear, dear, I am afraid to leave
I know not who is when are why we will next meet
And I haven't felt this well in years
Selfishless, knowingly
(It was worth it)
~silence~

A redder night
A bluer light
Beg to say, beg to differ
Apologies, edelweiss
Mountains to climb
Why must I allow the stumbling, tumbling
Ground shaking, earthquake hunger rumbling
Open this grave to greet willing, disoriented limbs
From a drunk, overstayed welcome on this planet
But dear, dear, I am afraid to leave
I know not who is when are why we will next meet
And I haven't felt this well in years
Selfishless, knowingly
(It was worth it)
~silence~___

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2013-11-14 23:57:43 (6 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

Someone has woken me from my slumber.
Random comment on somebody elses post that I commented on in May last year.

What's up with people digging up old posts so often lately?

Someone has woken me from my slumber.
Random comment on somebody elses post that I commented on in May last year.

What's up with people digging up old posts so often lately?___

2013-09-29 10:21:56 (2 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

# The Next Line Isn't the title or part of the poem only a scene_action/starting point to not be read out loud but to realize the scenery of the moment.
~In the midnight of our days~
A redder night
A bluer light
Beg to say, beg to differ
Apologies, edelweiss
Mountains to climb
Why must I allow the stumbling, tumbling
Ground shaking, earthquake hunger rumbling
Open this grave to greet willing, disoriented limbs
From a drunk, overstayed welcome on this planet
But dear, dear, I am afraid to leave
I know not who is when are why we will next meet
And I haven't felt this well in years
Selfishless, knowingly
(It was worth it)
~silence~
-------------------

#loophole  

# The Next Line Isn't the title or part of the poem only a scene_action/starting point to not be read out loud but to realize the scenery of the moment.
~In the midnight of our days~
A redder night
A bluer light
Beg to say, beg to differ
Apologies, edelweiss
Mountains to climb
Why must I allow the stumbling, tumbling
Ground shaking, earthquake hunger rumbling
Open this grave to greet willing, disoriented limbs
From a drunk, overstayed welcome on this planet
But dear, dear, I am afraid to leave
I know not who is when are why we will next meet
And I haven't felt this well in years
Selfishless, knowingly
(It was worth it)
~silence~
-------------------

#loophole  ___

2013-09-21 21:18:01 (2 comments, 1 reshares, 1 +1s)

The cutthroat collapse of a reality
In kiss and soliloquy
Revert to adolescent moralities
In angst and heart murmurs
Crush reconciliation
A new day bleeds through the pavement
The concrete rotting away
In jitters, shatters, relapses
Love the life you leave
Through sinkholes and wonderlands
Through lullabies and hourglass sand
Carve out the trench, rainbow retch
Puke shooting stars, vomit star crossed lovers
Throw up the wishes never granted
Let them be disgustfully noticed

The cutthroat collapse of a reality
In kiss and soliloquy
Revert to adolescent moralities
In angst and heart murmurs
Crush reconciliation
A new day bleeds through the pavement
The concrete rotting away
In jitters, shatters, relapses
Love the life you leave
Through sinkholes and wonderlands
Through lullabies and hourglass sand
Carve out the trench, rainbow retch
Puke shooting stars, vomit star crossed lovers
Throw up the wishes never granted
Let them be disgustfully noticed___

2013-09-18 22:59:55 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

Anyone else thinks it's cute how iOS7 wants to be android?
It's adorable :3

Anyone else thinks it's cute how iOS7 wants to be android?
It's adorable :3___

2013-09-18 18:12:34 (4 comments, 0 reshares, 3 +1s)

Craving Wintertime
Let's take a minute to assess the situation
Everything could fall apart at any moment
Petals waiting to plummet to scarred blistex
Bloody with warmth stealing winter kisses
Feining for pregnancy tests and chocolates
Shit's gonna blow, I just know
I got that feeling

Racket past another awkward silence
Richochet into social compliance
Frost enough to get caught in snowflakes
We're so unique, we're so fake
We're so original with our style of bloodstain shame
Sprinkled across the headboard, through the sheets
Hearts on our sleeves like we're fucking in the streets

Grab the money and run, into frozen lungs
We'll track you by the crystals of your breath
Glistened, frosted in a streetlamp afterglow
Stuck to passerbys as stray bits of snow
Spread like the... more »

Craving Wintertime
Let's take a minute to assess the situation
Everything could fall apart at any moment
Petals waiting to plummet to scarred blistex
Bloody with warmth stealing winter kisses
Feining for pregnancy tests and chocolates
Shit's gonna blow, I just know
I got that feeling

Racket past another awkward silence
Richochet into social compliance
Frost enough to get caught in snowflakes
We're so unique, we're so fake
We're so original with our style of bloodstain shame
Sprinkled across the headboard, through the sheets
Hearts on our sleeves like we're fucking in the streets

Grab the money and run, into frozen lungs
We'll track you by the crystals of your breath
Glistened, frosted in a streetlamp afterglow
Stuck to passerbys as stray bits of snow
Spread like the wind into their eyes and lips
Petals waiting to plummet to scarred blistex
Bloody with warmth stealing winter kisses
Sprinkled across the headboard, through the sheet
Hearts on our sleeves like we're fucking in the streets___

2013-09-18 18:07:51 (3 comments, 0 reshares, 3 +1s)

This is my hand {or fist}
Let's pretend for an instant
Forget reality//make blemishes
Punch a few holes in the ||walls||
Cage the captor
Taste the insight only known from a F
                                                                       all
Taken from scratched out "hand quotes"
Broken typesets and tumblr posts
The kids these days can't <stray> too far
With bro_ken fingers shattering keyboards
Biting down on ~culture~ tooth and nail
Grimy with scripture and </html>
Listen, the calling, tripping, retching
This is my hand, this is a fist
My #gatewaydrug connection
Digitally ^^inspired^^ lost generation
Playing in the margins

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I'm really hating the hand prompts .
So I just decided to play withcharacters instead :)... more »

This is my hand {or fist}
Let's pretend for an instant
Forget reality//make blemishes
Punch a few holes in the ||walls||
Cage the captor
Taste the insight only known from a F
                                                                       all
Taken from scratched out "hand quotes"
Broken typesets and tumblr posts
The kids these days can't <stray> too far
With bro_ken fingers shattering keyboards
Biting down on ~culture~ tooth and nail
Grimy with scripture and </html>
Listen, the calling, tripping, retching
This is my hand, this is a fist
My #gatewaydrug connection
Digitally ^^inspired^^ lost generation
Playing in the margins

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I'm really hating the hand prompts .
So I just decided to play with characters instead :)___

2013-09-18 15:24:47 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

If anyone notices a reduction in +1's and comments on their posts for the next week. just remember that GTA V was released yesterday.
I had forgotten 

If anyone notices a reduction in +1's and comments on their posts for the next week. just remember that GTA V was released yesterday.
I had forgotten ___

2013-09-15 04:49:15 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

Walked outside and felt glad I wore long sleeves because it was chilly
Looked at the temperature... 81 degrees -.-
#Texasweather

Walked outside and felt glad I wore long sleeves because it was chilly
Looked at the temperature... 81 degrees -.-
#Texasweather___

2013-09-15 02:02:22 (6 comments, 0 reshares, 4 +1s)

Sing a song of blood
Scrubiddy scrub scrub
Clean hands and dirty finger tips
Playing her body like a violin
In step a to plan b repeat
This is all a science
Everything is a science
In yes and no gender bending compliance
I couldn't scrub you or me clean no matter the lies
Give me the ax and torch, amputation alibis
Give you the knife and fork, dining on drunk replies

Clean hands, dirty hands, sane hands, rabid hands
They all feel the same in sheets and darkness
Breaking bones, ranting tomes, gibberish and jettison
Clean hands, dirty hands, sane hands, rabid hands

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The prompt this week was totally a cop out
But I might as well give it a shot.

Sing a song of blood
Scrubiddy scrub scrub
Clean hands and dirty finger tips
Playing her body like a violin
In step a to plan b repeat
This is all a science
Everything is a science
In yes and no gender bending compliance
I couldn't scrub you or me clean no matter the lies
Give me the ax and torch, amputation alibis
Give you the knife and fork, dining on drunk replies

Clean hands, dirty hands, sane hands, rabid hands
They all feel the same in sheets and darkness
Breaking bones, ranting tomes, gibberish and jettison
Clean hands, dirty hands, sane hands, rabid hands

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The prompt this week was totally a cop out
But I might as well give it a shot.___

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2013-09-14 22:57:12 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

"This passion is tough to compare, 
with the courage of a polar bear, 
and my body is nothing less then a fortress of lions. 
Looks like the ventriloquist lacks his oxygen. 
I hate to say this but it makes me happy that it makes you sad. "

It's been a weird/pretty okay day.

"This passion is tough to compare, 
with the courage of a polar bear, 
and my body is nothing less then a fortress of lions. 
Looks like the ventriloquist lacks his oxygen. 
I hate to say this but it makes me happy that it makes you sad. "

It's been a weird/pretty okay day.___

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2013-09-13 04:45:20 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

I've been obsessed with this band lately.
They would have fit perfectly in the old trinity of Taking Back Sunday - Brand New - Senses Fail.

I've been obsessed with this band lately.
They would have fit perfectly in the old trinity of Taking Back Sunday - Brand New - Senses Fail.___

2013-09-10 23:27:44 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 0 +1s)

Burn down this family
In artistry and martrydom
Hell sparks from your heaven sent tongue
Claim it's all an experiment in love and pain
Dancing on our skeleton's blackened graves

Catch fire caught in the wind
Judge the children by their sins
The transgressions of their parents
We are nothing, we are everything
Every word loses it's meaning
From your snapping tendons
Did you talk your tongue off?
Leaving me to clean up the blood
Dripping heartbeats soak this sponge
Failing families are education enough

And there go the black tide children
Stumbling in the drunken footsteps of their parents
Coughing up their cells and synapses
Pieces left behind to remember nothing by
A story of a callous, choicless time

Burn down this family
In artistry and martrydom
Hell sparks from your heaven sent tongue
Claim it's all an experiment in love and pain
Dancing on our skeleton's blackened graves

Catch fire caught in the wind
Judge the children by their sins
The transgressions of their parents
We are nothing, we are everything
Every word loses it's meaning
From your snapping tendons
Did you talk your tongue off?
Leaving me to clean up the blood
Dripping heartbeats soak this sponge
Failing families are education enough

And there go the black tide children
Stumbling in the drunken footsteps of their parents
Coughing up their cells and synapses
Pieces left behind to remember nothing by
A story of a callous, choicless time___

2013-09-04 03:25:12 (0 comments, 0 reshares, 2 +1s)

You can back away like a razorblade
Or come to me in tides and raids
Like battles overturned
And lovers overpowered
You can back away
Or cut deep, cut clean
Always (always) remember
I can find another knife to fall on
Another storm to lose sight of land
Another diamond in this desert sand
Another metaphor to bore you with

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This is normally the shitty sort of poetry I share with my friends on Facebook (aka people I knew in highschool with little taste or class)
But I thought I'd share it here too just because it's halfway okay and also just reasons

You can back away like a razorblade
Or come to me in tides and raids
Like battles overturned
And lovers overpowered
You can back away
Or cut deep, cut clean
Always (always) remember
I can find another knife to fall on
Another storm to lose sight of land
Another diamond in this desert sand
Another metaphor to bore you with

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This is normally the shitty sort of poetry I share with my friends on Facebook (aka people I knew in highschool with little taste or class)
But I thought I'd share it here too just because it's halfway okay and also just reasons___

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2013-09-02 20:43:24 (1 comments, 0 reshares, 1 +1s)

Her Voice Was A Wound In Need Of Stitching

#painting   #sound  

Her Voice Was A Wound In Need Of Stitching

#painting   #sound  ___

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