LadawnTheLiar

The cycle's become repetitive Every day I find myself sitting in the same battered chair With the same forever marked desk Each minute that passes, I fade farther away I find myself slipping from reality Those few that notice keep me grounded And the others only care When I have an answer to their so called "impossible" questions Then I'm sent back to the background As none really care about my input or opinion But I've grown use to the idea of being just a tool One that is tossed away if it is unable to fulfill its task And one that is left to rust if it refuses altogether Though as the sun rises and sets This tool finds hersel

My little hipster My little hipster ahhhhh~~~ My little hipster I used to wonder what "mainstream" could be My little hipster Now I do things ironically Big glasses Underground Tons of scarves That vinyl sound Starbucks coffee This vintage knit "You've probably never heard of it!" My little hipster I liked it way before it was cooooooool~

Unlike the Red and White Queens, Joker is based off of a card, not a chess piece. He works for neither queen, but instead wears outfits of both colors. In his hand, Joker carries around a golden scepter. His black hair is always adorned with red and white jester hat to show not only his job and social standing, but also his joking manner. Since his personality is based off of the joker card, he is quite childish and is always seen with a smile or smirk on his face. Joker’s eyes are a playful, amber color, both of which sparkle whenever his is up to mischief. Compared to the other characters in the book, Joker looks relatively human, the

Is it bad that I A 14 year old girl Still look out to sea For merman To swim by and Take me away Is it hopeless That my deepest desires Involve a magnificent castle With white horses And a Prince Charming Is it pathetic That when I look at A flying insect I sometimes imagine its A carefree pixie Or A fearless fairy Is it pitiful That I still pretend That animals can talk And understand me perfectly Is it sad That I want to be taken by pirates And rescued By a flying boy That lives forever Is it wishful thinking That I still look at Disney movies And hope that My life will be as Happy; as fulfilling Is

On the first day of Christmas Hetalia gave to me, A world meeting gone wrong On the second day of Christmas, Italy gave to me, Two bowls of pasta And a world meeting gone wrong On the third day of Christmas, Germany gave to me, Three laps of running Two bowls of pasta And a world meeting gone wrong On the fourth day of Christmas, Austria gave to me, Four piano solos Three laps of running Two bowls of pasta And a world meeting gone wrong On the fifth day of Christmas, Prussia gave to me, FIVE AWESOME MES! Four piano solos Three laps of running Two bowls of pasta And a world meeting gone wrong On the sixth day of Christmas,