Comments Regarding the Final (noes!) HP Movie
WARNING! SPOILERS! FOR THE LAST HARRY POTTER MOVIE!
Sing Anything
I was walking home from the grocery store yesterday, (yes, I walked to the grocery store) chocolate syrup bottle in hand (yes, I walked to the grocery store to get chocolate syrup) and a Say Anything tune stuck in my head. So, while I was strolling down the sidewalk, I decided to start singing the song. There was no one around and I wasn’t really worried about what the neighbors would think. Out of nowhere, this random guy walks in front of me but before he does, he gives me the strangest look like he just saw someone walking down the street singing. Well, he did. I felt like telling him, “What? It’s Say Anything.” But of course I didn’t. Not that it matters to me. To him, I’ll just be the crazy person who was singing in public (and not at a karaoke place, either). I guess from now on I’ll just be humming Say Anything songs while I’m walking home from the grocery store, chocolate syrup bottle in hand.
Emily who wishes she would stop writing crap poems
Emily Who
Hope is the thing that bled to death on my kitchen floor
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I want to say that I don’t know how it will end up
But I do
(It’s my dirty little secret—don’t tell)
And I want to say that you don’t haunt my dreams
But you do
And I want to say that I don’t imagine
Your arms around
My arms around you
But I do
All I want is to bury my head into your tall
Silly shirt
Breathing you in, feeling your deepest secrets
Whispering my innermost thoughts straight to your brain
Wait
A lump in my throat stops my whispers
The books in my hands stop my hugs
My tears wash away all thoughts of you
My arms wrap around
My knees shake and
Quivers in my voice keep me
Silence surrounds me
Detaches my thoughts from my
Chapped lips brush against yours
But it’s only a
Pinch me I’m dreaming
Of spending summer nights with you watching
Stars waging Wars on each other because they’ve got nothing better to
Do you get butterflies in your stomach at the mere mention of
My name is my best disguise, helping me hide away from
The meaningless stares in the hallway that aren’t even directed at
Me
Okay, I’m already contradicting myself here. This is neither dark nor deep nor spiders. Sorry about that. I’ll see what I can do about fixing that. But until I get around to doing so, here’s a picture of a cat.
Good Evening, Interwebs
Well, this is my tumblr-thing. And, more specifically, this is my introductory post. I won’t say anything fancy or waste the precious few seconds you will take to scan over this. I’ll just say this much: anything you read after this will most definetely come from the dark, cobweb filled parts of my brain. If this doesn’t scare you off, then how about this: there are spiders in there, too. Spiders, people. I’m unleashing all of my metaphorical spiders onto you. Enjoy.
