(If you have a good name for this don't be shy in sharing. I was thinking 'A Dream Deemed Worthy' maybe? Anyway ENJOY)
Like a poets inspiration
When society's all shot down.
A writers devastation
In a lost and broken town.
A singers call to harmony
When the world is void of sound.
A theft sought after larceny
In a jail locked earth bound.
An actor open minded,
Or a dancer soaring high
Is a believer just and righted
On a cause lost in a lie.
A hope in the light of day
In an unjust source of torture,
In a dark forsaken trade
There's still light hidden in corners.
A dream worthy of dreaming,
Or a candle set alight.
A nightmare vanquished deeming
On a fight worthy to fight.
*All copyrights*
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
Wednesday, 3 July 2013
Monday, 1 July 2013
What Is My Life?
I feel like I'm going through a not-even-quarter life crisis. What am I doing with my life?
Waking up at 11-12am every day, eating a butt load of food, watching YouTube and/or movies, occasionally walking to the shops just to buy more food, or go for a walk if it's not pouring rain, but mostly just staying inside in my pj's all day.
I feel like I'm wasting every day, but because I feel this way I feel no motivation to go outside and change that. And then I get depressed because I watch YouTube and all these YouTubers are doing exciting, thrilling things and having lives and being fun and I'm just sitting here doing nothing all day, feeling guilty about it, just to do it again.
Whenever I feel this way I always watch Danisnotonfire or Itswaypastmybedtime and instantly feel better. But this is such a bad habit.
I need help.
I need a bad influence.
I need someone who is literally going to push me out the door, shove me into a fun situation and point a gun at my head until I do something.
And in all these days I've spent cooped up inside and being lonely, I've come to realize what has influenced me to feel this way. What has truly influence my Boo Radleyness is this;
The internet - enough said.
Winter weather - I think my brain just thinks because the weather is cold it gives me the excuse to stay inside and eat.
My weight - I can't swim (obviously because of the weather as well) but because of self consciousness. And just in general I feel the judging eyes of bystanders...But that might just be because I wear colourful stockings with shorts and a bagging band tee on a daily basis.
Anxiety - I hate going over to peoples houses. I hate it. I literally feel this pulsating desire to stay home and not go over to another human beings house. I'm fine with them coming to mine, it's just going over to theirs and interacting with other people and... oh God.
My Singleness - I suppose if I had a boyfriend I would probably be on dates and stuff and not in my room reading Wattpad and watching Harry Potter repeatedly.
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
Waking up at 11-12am every day, eating a butt load of food, watching YouTube and/or movies, occasionally walking to the shops just to buy more food, or go for a walk if it's not pouring rain, but mostly just staying inside in my pj's all day.
I feel like I'm wasting every day, but because I feel this way I feel no motivation to go outside and change that. And then I get depressed because I watch YouTube and all these YouTubers are doing exciting, thrilling things and having lives and being fun and I'm just sitting here doing nothing all day, feeling guilty about it, just to do it again.
Whenever I feel this way I always watch Danisnotonfire or Itswaypastmybedtime and instantly feel better. But this is such a bad habit.
I need help.
I need a bad influence.
I need someone who is literally going to push me out the door, shove me into a fun situation and point a gun at my head until I do something.
And in all these days I've spent cooped up inside and being lonely, I've come to realize what has influenced me to feel this way. What has truly influence my Boo Radleyness is this;
The internet - enough said.
Winter weather - I think my brain just thinks because the weather is cold it gives me the excuse to stay inside and eat.
My weight - I can't swim (obviously because of the weather as well) but because of self consciousness. And just in general I feel the judging eyes of bystanders...But that might just be because I wear colourful stockings with shorts and a bagging band tee on a daily basis.
Anxiety - I hate going over to peoples houses. I hate it. I literally feel this pulsating desire to stay home and not go over to another human beings house. I'm fine with them coming to mine, it's just going over to theirs and interacting with other people and... oh God.
My Singleness - I suppose if I had a boyfriend I would probably be on dates and stuff and not in my room reading Wattpad and watching Harry Potter repeatedly.
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
Sunday, 30 June 2013
Boys, Blogs and Books
Hello Blogiverse (I don't care if it's not a thing, I'm making it a thing),
So recently I started talking to this guy. He's funny, nice, sweet, an apology whore and has good taste in music. All was going well until I asked the fatal question;
Do you read?
And what would he reply with but;
Yes. Pictures.
I think my heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.Will there never be a guy who reads and who I'll meet in my lifetime? Every. Single. Guy. I know doesn't read. Why is this? Why doesn't he read?
No matter, I will continue to talk to this non-reading person whom in which I have nada in common with. You never know, maybe I can broaden his horizons and help him indulge in the sweet new alternate universe of a half decent book.
So, I've only been blogging for a few days - maybe a week now - and what I've come to notice is... I actually prefer blogging over writing. Which is absolutely insane since I love writing for its creativity and its ability to lure me into a whole new universe. Whereas blogs are a way to look into someone elses lives, or - depending on the writer - your own. Nothing in common, except, you know, the fact of actual writing. But that obviously doesn't count.
Books, books, and more books. I think I may be breaching insanity, borderline BOOKS!
Does that even make sense? I don't know, because I'm too indulged in freaking books. I'm in the process of reading Beautiful Darkness, but honestly I couldn't be arsed. I have so many, many books awaiting my seeking eyes, yet my pride is determined to finish Beautiful Darkness before I start on the others. Despite this distinct fact I still - accidentally! - started reading To Kill a Mockingbird, since I got it the other day and I felt unusually intellectual reading it in public, although I felt unable to concentrate with all the wondering eyes looking from a punk rock teenage girl to the old classic novel she had in her dry, unvarnished finger nails.
I honestly cannot wait to start with World War Z since I want to read it before I see the movie, but I want to see the movie soon, but I have to finish Beautiful Darkness before I start on World War Z. Do you see my dilemma?!
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
So recently I started talking to this guy. He's funny, nice, sweet, an apology whore and has good taste in music. All was going well until I asked the fatal question;
Do you read?
And what would he reply with but;
Yes. Pictures.
I think my heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.Will there never be a guy who reads and who I'll meet in my lifetime? Every. Single. Guy. I know doesn't read. Why is this? Why doesn't he read?
No matter, I will continue to talk to this non-reading person whom in which I have nada in common with. You never know, maybe I can broaden his horizons and help him indulge in the sweet new alternate universe of a half decent book.
So, I've only been blogging for a few days - maybe a week now - and what I've come to notice is... I actually prefer blogging over writing. Which is absolutely insane since I love writing for its creativity and its ability to lure me into a whole new universe. Whereas blogs are a way to look into someone elses lives, or - depending on the writer - your own. Nothing in common, except, you know, the fact of actual writing. But that obviously doesn't count.
Books, books, and more books. I think I may be breaching insanity, borderline BOOKS!
Does that even make sense? I don't know, because I'm too indulged in freaking books. I'm in the process of reading Beautiful Darkness, but honestly I couldn't be arsed. I have so many, many books awaiting my seeking eyes, yet my pride is determined to finish Beautiful Darkness before I start on the others. Despite this distinct fact I still - accidentally! - started reading To Kill a Mockingbird, since I got it the other day and I felt unusually intellectual reading it in public, although I felt unable to concentrate with all the wondering eyes looking from a punk rock teenage girl to the old classic novel she had in her dry, unvarnished finger nails.
I honestly cannot wait to start with World War Z since I want to read it before I see the movie, but I want to see the movie soon, but I have to finish Beautiful Darkness before I start on World War Z. Do you see my dilemma?!
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
Friday, 28 June 2013
40 Things to Do Before I Die
- Become Dan Howell's wife
- Sing in front of millions of people
- Write a New York Times bestseller
- Skydive
- Cliff jump without a harness
- Jump off a cliff while attached to a 400-ft. rope swing
- Be a character voice in a Disney animation
- Learn how to play guitar... better
- Read so many books that my room is practically flooded with them
- Live in London (or just England)
- Have a white Christmas with my best friends
- Eat lots of weird things I've never tried before (Like kangaroo meat, haggis, honey ants etc)
- Visit Hawaii and/or LA
- Get signed to a record deal
- Have John Green tell me I have talent and/or potential
- Have a famous singer hear me sing
- Wear what I want no matter the occasion
- Date a boy who reads
- Go on a road trip to the beach with some friends
- Live in an apartment with my friend and decorate it how I want
- Meet a boy who changes my life
- Take lots of photos
- Learn how to edit videos and post them on YouTube
- Climb up the Sydney Harbor bridge
- Watch The Rocky Horror Picture Show
- Paint a full portrait that doesn't completely suck
- Master an evil laugh
- Be skinny enough to turn heads in a bikini
- Grow my hair down to my waist
- Die my hair purple, blue, black and red (separately, obviously)
- Be someones godmother
- Learn to knit, because I'm actually 60 at heart and 5 at mind
- Go in a hot air balloon and drop something down at passerby's (Like gummy worms or something that wouldn't hurt if it hit them)
- Ride a horse
- Go to school at Hogwarts... what? It could happen...
- Find a Lady Rainicorn pillow or onsie
- Buy every colour stockings I can
- Get red ruby boots (They're like the punk version of Wizard of Oz!)
- Be the lead singer in a punk band
- Buy a ukelele and an acoustic electric guitar
I'll probably update every so often on this - whenever I think of a few things to put on or I need to cross stuff off. I won't do a bunch of new ones, I'll just keep updating this one. So... yeah
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
Thursday, 27 June 2013
My Entire Childhood Has Been a Lie
*Inspired by SimplyBrea507 and Carrie Fletcher*
My favourite Disney princess had always been Anastasia, until the other day when the soul crushing reality set in and I found out that Anastasia (in all it's perfect glory) is, in fact, a 20th Century Fox movie, not Disney. It felt like my world was crumbling around me and there would forever be this unfulfillable void inside of me.
It was like my entire childhood had been a lie - I had been brought up on a godforsaken lie!
But I did find out that Anastasia is a real princess and Rasputin is a real bad guy and Bartok is not. Rasputin actually did try to kill Anastasia though -just without all the magic gobbilty goop (although I'm still unsure on the half dead status that was introduced in the movie.)
But she'll forever remain my favourite princess of all time, just not Disney princess. And Rasputin will always be my favourite villain.
This whole dilemma leaves a gargantuan hole in my heart that can only be filled with the beautiful voice and unrealistic hair of a Disney princess.
But who, may I enquire, is suitable for the role of my favourite Disney princess? And who is ready for the grand task of pursuing her prince at all costs?
Or perhaps my Disney princess will not even involve a prince..?
Merida from Brave is definitely on the call back list for My Favourite, but who else?
I always loved Jasmine from Aladdin. I grew up watching it and, I have to say, Aladdin is, in my opinion, the hottest Disney prince. That, and Jasmine has the best hair in Disney.
It's like Walt said "OK everyone, what'll make those vulnerable, influential children the most self conscious? And we'll put that in Jasmine."
Perfect hair, waist, clothes, skin, face, eyes, voice, life - just... perfection.
Merida on the other hand is basically from a Disney Chick Lit and I love her uniquity and independence. Oh and that accent and hair! She's what it would be like if you combined Mulan (Who's also in the possible call back list) with Joan of Ark in a more suitable, magical, Scottish environment.
Albeit, Merida and Jasmine are so... opposite, yet it's a toss up between the two.
Is it wrong that they've both made it to the top two because of their hair...?
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
My favourite Disney princess had always been Anastasia, until the other day when the soul crushing reality set in and I found out that Anastasia (in all it's perfect glory) is, in fact, a 20th Century Fox movie, not Disney. It felt like my world was crumbling around me and there would forever be this unfulfillable void inside of me.
It was like my entire childhood had been a lie - I had been brought up on a godforsaken lie!
But I did find out that Anastasia is a real princess and Rasputin is a real bad guy and Bartok is not. Rasputin actually did try to kill Anastasia though -just without all the magic gobbilty goop (although I'm still unsure on the half dead status that was introduced in the movie.)
But she'll forever remain my favourite princess of all time, just not Disney princess. And Rasputin will always be my favourite villain.
This whole dilemma leaves a gargantuan hole in my heart that can only be filled with the beautiful voice and unrealistic hair of a Disney princess.
But who, may I enquire, is suitable for the role of my favourite Disney princess? And who is ready for the grand task of pursuing her prince at all costs?
Or perhaps my Disney princess will not even involve a prince..?
Merida from Brave is definitely on the call back list for My Favourite, but who else?
I always loved Jasmine from Aladdin. I grew up watching it and, I have to say, Aladdin is, in my opinion, the hottest Disney prince. That, and Jasmine has the best hair in Disney.
It's like Walt said "OK everyone, what'll make those vulnerable, influential children the most self conscious? And we'll put that in Jasmine."
Perfect hair, waist, clothes, skin, face, eyes, voice, life - just... perfection.
Merida on the other hand is basically from a Disney Chick Lit and I love her uniquity and independence. Oh and that accent and hair! She's what it would be like if you combined Mulan (Who's also in the possible call back list) with Joan of Ark in a more suitable, magical, Scottish environment.
Albeit, Merida and Jasmine are so... opposite, yet it's a toss up between the two.
Is it wrong that they've both made it to the top two because of their hair...?
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
The Legendary Bystander - Poem by Everything and Anything
I know it was wrong
And I definitely should've stopped it
And I shouldn't have just sat there and watched.
I realize I'm no better than she
And I'm just as much to blame
And I shouldn't have just sat there and waited.
I remember your tear stained cheeks
And the scars on your wrists
And I shouldn't have just sat there and witnessed.
I forgot to tell adults
And the note I found in your book
And I shouldn't have just sat there and forgotten.
I caught on to your facade
And your planned escape from the world
And I shouldn't have just let you die...
*All copyrights*
Enjoy and think deeply upon young padawans, but please don't steal it or my ideas. It's rude, it's illegal and you've been warned.
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
And I definitely should've stopped it
And I shouldn't have just sat there and watched.
I realize I'm no better than she
And I'm just as much to blame
And I shouldn't have just sat there and waited.
I remember your tear stained cheeks
And the scars on your wrists
And I shouldn't have just sat there and witnessed.
I forgot to tell adults
And the note I found in your book
And I shouldn't have just sat there and forgotten.
I caught on to your facade
And your planned escape from the world
And I shouldn't have just let you die...
*All copyrights*
Enjoy and think deeply upon young padawans, but please don't steal it or my ideas. It's rude, it's illegal and you've been warned.
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
Wednesday, 26 June 2013
Addiction is a Disease Without a Cure
Harry Potter, Danisnotonfire, Adventure Time - humanities saviors in 5 short, fantastic words.
But how much is too much? And what about when humanities saviors become the reason I don't have human interactions anymore?
I'm cooped up inside, wasting away, being a hypocrite and being tamed.(An expectant half rhyme I had no intention of half rhyming.)
I love them, I need them and they're ruining my life.
My drugs in a nutshell;
Harry Potter - 'You laugh, you cry and then you come back for more'. Not technically related to HP in any way, but the same outcome, yeah?
Danisnotonfire - Dan is a true inspiration to the socially awkward, the ones who stay inside on the internet all day without the tiniest bit of self respect or doubt and the ones who suck at being human beings - aka us all.
And finally Adventure Time - A light in a very dark world full of sluts and twelvies.
They're ruining my life, but at the same time how do I possibly let them go?
They're like my children, or more accurately, my drugs.
I guess I now know what goes on in the mind of a mass murderer...
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
But how much is too much? And what about when humanities saviors become the reason I don't have human interactions anymore?
I'm cooped up inside, wasting away, being a hypocrite and being tamed.(An expectant half rhyme I had no intention of half rhyming.)
I love them, I need them and they're ruining my life.
My drugs in a nutshell;
Harry Potter - 'You laugh, you cry and then you come back for more'. Not technically related to HP in any way, but the same outcome, yeah?
Danisnotonfire - Dan is a true inspiration to the socially awkward, the ones who stay inside on the internet all day without the tiniest bit of self respect or doubt and the ones who suck at being human beings - aka us all.
And finally Adventure Time - A light in a very dark world full of sluts and twelvies.
They're ruining my life, but at the same time how do I possibly let them go?
They're like my children, or more accurately, my drugs.
I guess I now know what goes on in the mind of a mass murderer...
Love to bits and back,
Everything and Anything.
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