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AN: For you, my love, the world.
]]>So, for the past four hours I have been a shit load of thinking and it is 4 am in the morning an I have a beautiful few hours to sleep before I get up and head of to my whirlwind of life. A few people have made comments tonight and it attacked me like the sweet aroma of coffee; I am a whiney bitch!!!!
Seriously, I moan about everything! I moan when I don't get comments, I moan when I cant post, and heck, I moan when I breathe and recently, not being on here, it clicked; stop fucking moaning. I have a wonderful boyfriend, I have a fantastic job that I can make shit loads of friends, I have an amazing set of friends that, whilst we can be drama llamas, are the biggest support group going, I am in an marvellous band, and I have just moved out from my parents and I am being what I was made to be; me.
So my writing has taken a bit of a downslide; but I am working on it, I still write, just not so publicly ...and I am working on some stuff but I have taken some life lesson. I don't need to feel so bad that I havent been on here for a while nad when the times comes, my friends on here are there when I need them, even if it is an obnoxious rant. I lost a lot of comments, but that is with the times; better, stronger, faster people are here who are far more deserving that I am to gain peoples admiration. E-Fame? I never had it, I had a glimpse but I will always be that kooky Patrick Stump stalker with a billion ideas on how I can write him getting into someones pants.
I've taken a good long look at myself and asked why I was doing this?
Do I want fame? No
Do I want money? No
Do I want to write? Hell YES!!!!
So I shouldn't be so bothered that other people aren't reading, or looking at my photographs and going, "Hey nice shot...kinda.." because Im doing it for my people, I'm doing it for my loved ones, I'm doing it for my family.....
And a lot of you on here are so artistic, so vibrant, so alive with passion that I can feel your heartbeat in your posts. But a lot of you also throw it away to be popular; segregating yourselves from people who you feel are dumber than you. I am going to admit, that I felt that way to, til I realised people were trying to shit on my opinion. Debate! Debate freely, but no one is going to make me inferior to them.
I love Christianity................... no real Christianity, the faith in Christ and the faith in love....the people... I read a brilliant sign outside a church..it said..
God gave diversity; and we made devisions...
See someone elses side for a change.........but still fight yours.......Understand each other.... Be diffrent but understnad!!!
Im not sure what I am going to say here but I love you guys, each and everyone. I can come off as an asshole; I dont mean to, I just want to know everyone and be loved in return....
After all, Love............I has it......
In the end, its not about the hype, its not about the fame.... its about you...and knowing that failure is never an option............its just a bump in the road....
Put up the peace sign, put your index down..
Because, fuck you, I do this for my loved ones....
Ciao Bella
Always
Sarah
xxxx
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With a single caw from a near by gull, Patrick begun to stir. Coughing the last remains of the broth he had nearly drowned in, and a heavy head, his eyes snapped open as he let out a loud guttural moan. His eyes caught the sun and he lifted his heavy bones from the golden bed and sat straight up; the throbbing like a hammer pounding at this head. Patrick turned from side to side as memories floated viciously into his mind. It was so romantic; the boat, the champagne, the candles, the meal, the girl, the ring. He had merely leaned over to watch the moon glisten on the near black water when a sharp clunk hit him and he tumbled into darkness. It was clear to see that had happened; his long term girlfriend had tried to kill him. As he stood up, a little too wobbly, he muttered, “fucking bitch.”
*****
Ciao Bella
AN: Incidentally, I met a huge FOB fan today whose Patrick love was similar to mine......we even hugged...
I was at work
And she was the customer...
Oh how weird the looketh I had!
xxx
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Let the tumbles fall delicately from our lips,
Scatter the words like stars across the sky.
There’s a speeding light so colourful,
That will join the breeze so magical,
As the night covets like blankets on our eyes;
I do, I do, I do.
We’ll dine on champagne and kisses on our cheek,
Our fingers entwine as our spirits act like vines.
A heart that sounds like racing drums,
You’re bones that feel like a welcome home.
As our pulses slow down to stop the time.
I do, I do, I do…
Tonight is alive with the echoes of a love,
Distant fires that awakens the sleeping beat.
A sudden breath that enlightens the dark,
A hidden scent that ignites a secret spark
As we imprint our silence with dancing feet.
I do, I do, I do
We talk the moments that slowly melt to day,
We mutter whispers that take our souls away.
I give to a bundle of inner poetry
Of sentences that you have given to me
And all the strength that I have enough to say;
I do, I do, I do.
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Ciao Bella
Love
Its a wonder to know that my heart is held in the palms of a brilliant force. New found skips within my beats and fresh words tumbling from my lips.
A cleansing rain of thunder upon my flesh.
Eyes wide to capture rushing vibrantly by.
Landscapes of rapture vast in golden splendor. I curve through valleys and nestle in coves.
Home; awash with glorious scents that awake a soul.
My dear;
This force is no object.
Nor place nor country.
This brilliance is you and I shall bask in your glory.
To love you entirely
Ciao Bella
xxxxx
But you are my unison with hope;
My fresh skin the product.
And you are
The Guardian to my Soul…..
My love…”
XxX
“Ciao Bella”
AN: Aside from this, I am gone for a few days to travel the country to meet my love. However, I feel like I must say this; Dark Knight is truly an epic and Ledger is truly a legend….