The Deer Is The Point.

Joyce.

I am characterized by fantastic imagery and incongruous juxtapositions.
A constantly changing scene composed of numerous elements.
Bizarre; Fantastic; Grotesque.
In my threshold of consciousness,
when I come upon my visions of half-sleep,
voices yell, and voices whisper,
they speak my name again and again.

Their disturbance is not invited,
and their presence is feared.

They may be benevolent or malicious.
Of the malicious type?
I can feel the tension as they stare
with intent that force silence and cowardliness.

It's happened to me,
it'll happen to you.

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THIS IS NOW AN UNACTIVE ACCOUNT.

http://shotthoughts.tumblr.com/

Here’s the new Tumblr.

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1 year ago
Hello future.

Hello future.

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1 year ago
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I think I’ll be making a new Tumblr,

because here,

I’m lost.

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1 year ago
I used to try so hard to capture every bit of beauty I found.And it’s not that my photographs are especially very good,But they do strike those emotions I find myself continually desiring. There were butterflies,between him and I.

I used to try so hard to capture every bit of beauty I found.
And it’s not that my photographs are especially very good,
But they do strike those emotions I find myself continually desiring.

There were butterflies,
between him and I.

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1 year ago
&Then you know, there’s me. Feeling blank and alone,but hopeful and having faith in myself and the future.

&Then you know,

there’s me.

Feeling blank and alone,
but hopeful and having faith in myself and the future.

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1 year ago
I found her beautiful for her insecurities,and her English-ridden words. But her wants for so many materialistic things have become more of an obsession,than anything else. I don’t like this. Still, I find myself curious as to her business.

I found her beautiful for her insecurities,
and her English-ridden words.

But her wants for so many materialistic things have become more of an obsession,
than anything else.

I don’t like this.

Still, I find myself curious as to her business.

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1 year ago

When I get angry,

it’s more of a craze

or flurry,

of a short few curse words repeatedly used on anything & everything in my path.

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1 year ago
I can tell now,that it’s happened. That moment when I fall asleep,with your breathing in my ear,or the slight static of the air that surrounds you, that’s how I know.

I can tell now,
that it’s happened.

That moment when I fall asleep,
with your breathing in my ear,
or the slight static of the air that surrounds you,

that’s how I know.

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1 year ago

❒ Single ❒ Taken ✔ Cat lady in the making

Oh the painful truth of it all.

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1 year ago
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