Never enough time

There is never enough time in the world. We're always seeming to run late, forgets things, and be under pressure. What happens if we had an extra three hours to ourselves? what would you do? shop longer till you actually drop? party longer? party harder? talk on the phone? spend it in the shower, face it girls, the shower is where we spend most of our time. Would you spend it at work? standing in front of your wardrobe trying to figure out what you're going to wear today? 

three extra hours would mean, either three hours of sunlight or three hours of darkness to wreck havoc through. 

Imagine, laying in bed, its 7 o'clock in the morning in New York City. You own a pent house apartment, so high up that you can't hear the traffic. You were supposed to be out of bed an hour ago. You're now running late for work and you're still half asleep. but the you realize, that, you've been given an extra three hours in your day. how good would that be?

Imagine, you're cramming on the floor of your bedroom, it's 3 o'clock in the morning, you have exams in the morning, and you're falling asleep on your book. You crawl into bed and go to sleep. When you wake up, you have an extra three hours to cram till you're hearts content. 

Those extra three hours would be legend. 

 

What are the warning signs that you should leave a party?

you might want to run from a party if...

You see flashing red and blue lights

For Obvious Reasons

the most useless thing in my house

The most useless thing in my house at the moment would have to be, my guard dog.

She doesn't bark when there are people around the house, or when someone knocks on the door. She lays in her bed by the heater, and only gets up when she needs to go outside. Even the cat pays more attention to strangers that come into the house.  

Elevators

hmm elevators, what creative inventions. But what happens happens when they get stuck. They Get Stuck. It is an unfortunant occourance that happens quite frequently in bigger more populated buildings. Who would you rather be stuck in an elevator with?

Your very sexy female boss?

Your very Handsom Homosexual boss?

The chatter box that sits at the cubical next to you?

The busy body that needs to know everything that is going on. And i mean everything.

The stranger from the fourth floor that you didn't even know existed till just then. There are numerous senerios that could occure while you are waiting to be rescued. Now don't let your mind wander on me just yet, So you're stuck in there. You press the call incase of an emergency big red button, sit down on the fancy marble floor and wait. Finally after making small talk with the other person sitting next to you, the light comes on again and the doors open up. YOU ARE FREE!

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What if the sky is falling

I might stand in the street

What if i had wings to fly

I could sore through the sky

What if the sky was falling

I would fly through the street

What if the sky was falling?

Close your eyes and sleep

And we'll take a giant leap

The white string snapped

and her heart plummeted down fast

I'm light  as a feather

I'm like a feather

I'm as pure as a n angel

I'm like an angel

I'm as quite as i can be

I'm like silence

I'm as gentle as something little

I'm like something little

I'm as innocent as a child

I am a child

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My two favorite lines in the movie Ghost Ship;;

Congratulations. You found a boat. In the middle of the ocean, of all places.

Who the fuck you kidding Greer. Everybody knows you Navy boys take it up the ass.

Close Your eyes And Sleep

And We'll Take a Giant Leap

Life begins

tiny frail

opens to light

growing, learning

tiny frail

in a little body

growing, learning

taking steps

in a little body

open to light

taking steps 

life begins

Poetry

Isn't love difficult?

i'd say so, all the others on the side,

the forbidden love scandals aren't cool.

the having to sneak around behind peoples backs,

or not being able to see each other at all. 

If a bird may love a fish, 

where would they live?

Its time for me to sort out my life. It's a mess and feels like there is no where to go,

already at rock bottom and up never seems like an option. If anyone reads this, feel free to add your opinions. What would life be like in my wildest dreams? i can imagine it now, bright, happy, light, beautiful, calm, safe, ect. much like how it was when i was little.

Two line Poems

 She Drops the glass

It Shatters Instantly                       

He Dropped Her Heart 

and It Shattered on impact

She Falls from the tree

He feels his heart drop

The Door remains closed

as his heart fades away

With butterflies felt

She flew again

She looks right 

and finds it all wrong

The white string snapped

and her heart plummeted down faast

It's harder for her, Becomes a habit, Almost ritual, Simple