
It was earlier this month that you came into my life.
A simple message that grabbed my attention.
A few short words that brought you into a new light.
Such a flirty thing, I should have known of you destructive capabilities.
And now I am confused.
All those nights spent texting to infinity.
My heart feels beaten, battered, and bruised.
Was there really nothing between you and me.
How can I feel this way about something I never had.
Oh what a shame I let you into my heart.
You never opened yours for fear of getting hurt.
But just look what we’ve done.
Nothing will ever be the same and I feel as though I’ve gone insane.
I tried so hard to go against my natural urges.
No I love you or marriage proposal on the first day.
Dropping all my subtle hints and you were dropping yours.
I dove in head first knowing the pool was probably shallow.
Shattered yet again from someone I never truly had.
They say that to have what you never had you must do what you’ve never do
… and the first the be broken.
Can I just come in second for once?
LIFE
by Cameron Mackenzie
Decided to become one of those people that post a pic of themselves. Hey, I’m a cool kid now. Haha
MY MORNING ROUTINE:
8:00am The duck quack alarm goes off on my phone to signal that the dreadful hour is upon me. I fling my arm in the general direction of where my phone is laying with the hope that I wouldn’t have to open my eyes just yet. DRAT! after about 30 seconds, that feel like 10 minutes of searching, I am forced to lift my head and open my eyes to guide my hand to the newly refreshed bane of my existence. As my eyes open I can hear creaky door hinges in my head.
8:01amToo worn out from my previous arm extension physicalness, my head now goes back to my sweet, sweet pillow and I go back to sleep.
9:00am My second alarm goes off telling me that I now have no choice in the matter and must get up. Unlocking my phone the turn off the alarm I now check Facebook, twitter, messages, emails, tumblr and dailybooth(not in that order). And now the accent into full awakeness.
9:15am With a cough… a moan… and a push, I am now sitting up in my bed. “You need to get up… Be a man!” I tell myself. With a final bit of self-assurance of the awaiting awesome that is coffee, I am up.
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