A collage with some wise words from Donald… merry Christmas!!
I learned something cool about hearts while researching them! Everyones hearts are different and they adapt to what your body needs, if your tall or short your heart is a certain size to try to combat this if your fit or lazy your heart changes and is shaped differently because of exercise.
Hope you can use this fact in a lot of your writing.
Fear is something we all experience but bottle inside.
Bottles vary in sizes
Fear is like a poison that can be added or removed
Let the poison reach the top and you will be hurt by the poison
The smaller the bottle the less poison you’ll drink when it is full, but you will be hurt more often
The bigger the bottle, the bigger the drink and pain is indescribable, but very rarely happens
Everyone is unique, bottles vary in sizes and structure some bottles leak and some bottles are closed.
Making someone feel a certain way is not easy, sometimes to cheer someone up or to make them sad with you, you’ll have to play a song. So I’m gonna list some songs and tell you what I think they will make you feel.#different
Comment your favorite song;)
If you listen to all the songs in a row sorry for all the random mood swings.
Crimson shined silver
Sharp gloss lusters purity
Rough rusted sting pain
For the most part, the good things in life are on the inside, that gooey center for say. Like a tootsie pop, or a Carmelo.
Humans have a calcium monster that’s holding our flesh in place.
I decided for my bricks post I was going to share some lines from my favorite album the wall!
“Don’t be surprised when a crack in the ice
Appears under your feet” -The thin ice
“Mama’s gonna put all of her fears into you” -Mother
“Day after day, love turns grey Like the skin of a dying man”-goodbye blue sky
“I don’t need no arms around me
And I don’t need no drugs to calm me” -another brick part 3
“Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I’m coming home”-hey you
“I’ve got the obligatory Hendrix perm
And the inevitable pinhole burns”- nobody home
“You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying” -comfortably numb
“If you wanna find out what’s behind these cold eyes
You’ll just have to claw your way through this disguise”-in the flesh
“Feel the bile rising from your guilty past” -run like hell
“Some stagger and fall, after all it’s not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger’s wall”-outside the wall
I found a good way to describe relationships…
Imagine trying to soften your cold butter from the fridge in the microwave for your morning toast.
Now imagine softening the butter by only using high on your microwave. (In case you didn’t know it’s really hard to soften butter this way.)
Now if you put the butter in the microwave for too little it will still be cold and will taste like crap on your toast. This can be thought of not giving enough love to your significant other.
And on the other hand if you were to keep that butter in the microwave for even a couple seconds… the butter melts and gets everywhere. This is like giving too much love and being clingy, not always good on toast but possible I guess.
But what your looking for is those few seconds in between cold butter and melted butter for the perfect creamy soft butter that just spreads amazingly on your toast. This is like giving your significant other the right amount of love and the right amount of space to get the perfect relationship.
Now every butter and microwave is different, your butter might be colder then the butter in my fridge or maybe you keep your butter in the freezer, or out on the table, or I have a sh*tty microwave, basically making the perfect toast and the perfect relationship is hard and takes trial and error. And this is excluding how long the toast should be in the microwave.