weird82: REALLY? Is it really friendship, if you have to make an effort?weird82: REALLY? by ~breadSwirlDrop
Is it really arrogance, if you know it's there & hate it?
Is it really love, just because you can't explain it?
Just because your heart caves in
Every time that you're reminded
That it cannot be?
weird81: IN LOVE Logic breaks down.weird81: IN LOVE by ~breadSwirlDrop
Emotion takes over.
To make the logic work, I had to leave a hole for the illogic of emotion.
I just fell through that hole.
I'm now controlled almost entirely by emotion.
One emotion.
The logic doesn't make sense any more.
I've become human.
I dispise humanity, but I've fallen though my own logic and become more human than I've ever been.
I no longer make sense.
My actions are no longer for what I believe is best, but for what I want for myself.
I've become selfish and self-centred - two of the things I've hated most about humanity.
But then I could never trust my logic anyway.
There was no reason why my logic
weird96: RADIANCE Your radiance gives me sunburn, [5, 2]weird96: RADIANCE by ~breadSwirlDrop
The bright light from within [6]
Makes so clear your wond'ress-ness [3, 4]
Shines out through your grin. [5]
I knew that light was in there, [5, 2]
Before it did shine free. [6]
Now it does, it burns my skin, [3, 4]
When you're near to me. [5]
The best of all your features - [5, 2]
Your personality - [6]
Always sits inside my mind [3, 4]
When you're not with me. [5]
A storm in a chimney pot Bryce had begun to listen with all of her ears to the sounds the world made as a happy alternative to the words of the people around her. It filled her with despair to think that of all the awe inspiring, divinely bewitching words that existed, it was such phrases and syllables as, "ok" and "pass the salt please" that fell most often from their idle tongues. It was for this reason that she stood by the window on that bleak evening draped in mist, listening to the violent grace of the thumping rain and ignoring Finn who was sat on the bed behind her; even though he had never said "pass the salt please" to anyone, and never would.A storm in a chimney pot by ~frankieofthehills
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