Just the Way I Like It

Just the Way I Like It

The power you wield is explosive

You’ve blown my mind to smithereens

I want to repair the damage

But I like the way it looks to me

Torn, tattered, terrible

Bruised, battered, unbearable

And Just the way I like it.

I should be writing sonnets

Full of Iambic flowers

Instead my mind is full to the brim

Bound to explode in carnal showers

Violent, vulgar, volatile

Vulnerable, vindictive, vile

And just the way I like it.

I’ve built you up to mythic status

Like a monument to your grace

Such fragility, I’m afraid to touch you

But every time I see your face

I know that...

The power you wield is explosive

you’ve blown my mind to smithereens

I want to repair the damage

But I like the way it looks to me

Torn, tattered, terrible

Bruised, battered, unbearable

Violent vulgar, volatile

Vulnerable, vindictive, vile

I’m falling, falling, falling hard

Just the way I like it.

Insecurity

Insecurity

I feel like a child

Pubescent and awkward in every way

The expectation is perfection

Perfection I cannot obtain

You’re too fat, you’re too short

You’re too dumb, you’re too smart

A world full of “too’s”

And too little “just right”.

I’m like Goldilocks on a trip

Where the story never ends

And the bears never left

But stood over taunting

Their claws over my head

Ready to rip to shreds at the slightest twitch

It is a bear, a beast.

Merciless and vengeful

A green monster of spite.

Lurking...

Waiting...

For just the right time to strike...

L.A. Love Affair

L.A. Love Affair

Gold and blue is the sky.

I see your jagged outline,

Like monstrous teeth

Exuding romance of days gone by.

Sirens, they scream.

The air smells like sewage.

Streets full of shopping carts

Like a distopian dream.

A room full of friends;

Endless good times together,

Endless strife to unite us.

A unity that never ends

A place with so many personalities,

Our own personal city of sins.

Still, her beauty shines through.

Until forever, could I stay.

This is why I love you, L.A.

You

*My creativity has been flowing strongly lately, so I've been writing poetry like crazy. Therefore, my next few post will be the poems I've written in the last couple of weeks.*

You

Your hair .

Your eyes.

Your face.

Your smile.

Your kindness.

Your joy in life.

Your voice.

Your lines.

Your everything.

You’re perfect.

Word of Wisdom (Or something like that)

Word of wisdom for everyone (especially myself):

God works in mysterious ways. Everyone comes into our lives for a reason.

YOU CAN'T CONTROL IT!!!!!!!!

Getting into Character

The Rules: Don't take too long to think about it. Think of twenty fictional characters (television, films, plays, books, video games, etc.) who've influenced you and that will always stick with you. List the first twenty you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes. [Optional] Tag fifteen friends. because I'm interested in seeing what characters my friends choose.

1. JD (Scrubs)
2. Elliot (Scrubs)
3. Topanga (Boy Meets World)
4. Christopher McCandless aka Alexander Supertramp (Into the Wild)
5. Olive (Little Miss Sunshine)
6. Natalie (Next to Normal)
7. Samantha Baker (16 Candles)
8. Michael Bluth/George-Michael Bluth (Arrested Development)
9. Alice (Twilight)
10. Holly Golightly (Breakfast at Tiffany’s)
11. Fanny Brice (Funny Girl)
12. Cady Heron (Mean Girls)
13. Ariel (The Little Mermaid)
14. Mia Thermopolis (The Princess Diaries)
15. Moritz (Spring Awakening)
16. Holden Caulfield (Catcher in the Rye)
17. Charlie (The Perks of Being a Wallflower)
18. Sam (Garden State)
19. Liz Lemmon (30 Roc)
20. Frodo Baggins (Lord of the Rings)

No Shave November?

So, while I was in the shower tonight, I realized why "No Shave November" is not for women. I will have you know that now my legs and pits are smooth as a babies bottom. Thank you AMDA for stressing me out so much and using up all my time so that I have begun to look French.

So, here's to the greatness that is "No Shave November". Goodbye until next year!

You're welcome.