Another poem I wrote a few years ago, and an accompanying drawing!
My brain is wrecked, my heart is hollow Dwelling on the idols I’ve been trying to follow I listen to them quarrel and fight in my head, Hungry and greedy for a place on my throne In theory, Christ’s throne But it’s become mine
H’llo! Here’s a photography dump for ya guys to feast your eyes on. I’m no professional, but ever since I first handled a camera (I was like six or seven) it’s been a really fun medium to mess around with.
In this collection you will see photos taken with either my phone or a legitimate camera. . . and they will often have a filter. I love filters. XD
Hello, my Hunters! How are things going for you? It’s going all right for me. Today I’m excited to collaborate with my friend Emily to bring you a little something called “Playlist Swap.” Em and I gave each other seven songs, and now I’m going to listen to the ones she chose for me for the first time (or at least the ones I haven’t heard before anyway), and tell you my thoughts. It’s basically going to be a live reaction thing, so I’m pretty excited. :3 Be sure to check out Em’s side of the collab as well, as she takes a look at the songs that I chose for her. ^.^ Also, special thanks to Kenechi for introducing me to this super-fun activity! If you guys want to try it out too, go right ahead!
I’m bored. And stir crazy. Even if I don’t catch the virus, I think I’m coming down with a serious case of cabin fever. So to help combat it, here’s a blog post. It will mostly be life updates plus whatever else these fingers decide to punch into my computer.
It was a quiet Christmas morning for a certain girl and her family in the southern United States. They were unwrapping presents and enjoying each other’s company in general — nothing out of the ordinary, really.
But after no more parcels remained under the stout fir — and ribbons and bits of paper littered the floor — the father, with a mischievous look on his usually placid visage, rose from his chair and approached his daughter. “One last gift,” he said, and he pulled out of his pocket an object of otherworldly material about the width of a Saltine cracker. “I’m sure you know how it works.”
Okay, this place accumulated way more dust than it should have. 😛 So after a month of silence I think it’s time that I (attempt to) resurrect this blog. I guess I could do a tag, but I’ve done a lot of them recently so I kind of want to hold back for another post or two.
I hate it when I can’t think of anything to write about besides tags. Don’t get me wrong — you guys have given me (and shown me) some really cool ideas, but I don’t have the confidence to do them myself yet.