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There is a word
That mankind uses to justify hate
It's used against the "absurd"
To strip away their fate
But enough suspense
Enough introduction and being formal
Look at the national white picket fence
That dreadful word is normal
Forcing normality is so cruel
And too often leads to raised fists
Being different does not make a fool
If all were the same, the unique would be missed
So please stop trying to reap the world of individuality
Accepting all differences will lead to true harmony
That mankind uses to justify hate
It's used against the "absurd"
To strip away their fate
But enough suspense
Enough introduction and being formal
Look at the national white picket fence
That dreadful word is normal
Forcing normality is so cruel
And too often leads to raised fists
Being different does not make a fool
If all were the same, the unique would be missed
So please stop trying to reap the world of individuality
Accepting all differences will lead to true harmony
A Declaration of Change
Sometimes I don't think. In fact, I hardly ever seem to think anymore. It's so much easier to fall into a routine to help drown out your fears and worries. That euphoric feeling I get from television, the internet, even books (who reads books anymore?) helps me hide away.
I have no idea who I am
And that terrifies me.
So I hide. I do everything I can to avoid thinking. I know it can't be healthy ducking and weaving through life but let's not think about that. Don't ever think because you might have to finally realize where your morals lie.
These words aren't about pity or sympathy, they're about a declaration. A declaration to change. I kn
Danny's Side of the Story
Danneee
Danneeeee
DANNY!
Awake, gasping for air
(in, out, in, out...)
No amount of oxygen can help
Nothing can stop It
This mansion
(hotel)
Used to be beautiful
Shimmering like a fine crystal chandelier
But they got too close
And now all three were bleeding
Daddy
(not Daddy)
loves this place
Mommy
(where is she?)
(like you don't know)
acts like she loves this place
But Danny isn't an actor
And neither is Tony
He can't
(won't)
remember Tony's message
Roque. Blood. Those Eyes he used to know so well.
No.
He won't, he won't, HE WON'T!
Daddy
Happiness.
They want to be Happy. All people want to be Happy. They know what It is, or at least they think they do. They've seen It, felt It, taken a taste of It but it wasn't real. They were told it would make them Happy so it did, but it didn't.
We search all of our lives for Happiness but It never seems to stick around. Maybe we can't handle It. Maybe we aren't supposed to handle It. We know It's there, It exists, but we can never seem to keep It in our grasp. Perhaps that's what death is, pure, unfiltered, uninterrupted Happiness. Death may only seem sad because we make it sad. Perhaps death really is sad, but even then we know that Happiness is s
Birfday Gift!
Today is my birthday! But that's not the important part. I got a camera today! A camera that takes pictures that don't look so horrible! So be looking forward to much better quality pictures and a lot of new shoes. I won't be drawing much for a while because my current semester is probably going to keep me pretty busy but I'll get back into drawing soon enough! Thanks to everyone who has supported me with my art, I hope I can keep putting out cool things for you guys!
-TheCandleMaker
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