A poem about nervous habits and thoughts. Thank you for reading :) <3
A young man tries to gather the courage to ask his crush to dance.
We are here. Where you may ask? Everywhere. Next to you, sitting next to that girl in class, watching those boys slumped at the bar. Everywhere you go, everywhere you run, we will find you. Always. We...
Double tetractys dedicated to my students who were competing yesterday. (Note: when I post from work, I can't access the pictures for the screens)
Mr. Darcy helps his best friend, Mr. Bingley, gather the courage to propose to Jane Bennet and they share a bonding moment together.
What do you do then everything breaks down and your last hope shatters?
I experienced my first car crash today. I was sitting in the front passenger seat and I was so scared. But I'm just glad my siblings are safe and untouched.
Every time the flood of nerves comes into my mind in the most violent way
'Butterflies', they say, unaware of the crushing weight of dreaded possibilities. Not as beautiful, not as care-free. Rather, a raging dragon, fuelled by dark intention.
When you essentially tear up, you don't see a lot of data that seems to become sparked from deep inside yourself. That's because you aren't as self-aware as you give yourself credit for...at first!
PS...
A poem about nervous habits and thoughts. Thank you for reading :) <3
A young man tries to gather the courage to ask his crush to dance.
We are here. Where you may ask? Everywhere. Next to you, sitting next to that girl in class, watching those boys slumped at the bar. Everywhere you go, everywhere you run, we will find you. Always. We...
Double tetractys dedicated to my students who were competing yesterday. (Note: when I post from work, I can't access the pictures for the screens)
Mr. Darcy helps his best friend, Mr. Bingley, gather the courage to propose to Jane Bennet and they share a bonding moment together.
What do you do then everything breaks down and your last hope shatters?
I experienced my first car crash today. I was sitting in the front passenger seat and I was so scared. But I'm just glad my siblings are safe and untouched.
Every time the flood of nerves comes into my mind in the most violent way
'Butterflies', they say, unaware of the crushing weight of dreaded possibilities. Not as beautiful, not as care-free. Rather, a raging dragon, fuelled by dark intention.
When you essentially tear up, you don't see a lot of data that seems to become sparked from deep inside yourself. That's because you aren't as self-aware as you give yourself credit for...at first!
PS...