Any requests? :) 

This artist has very much influenced my writing. I’ve found an incredible source of inspiration from him and his last CD is beyond words or adjectives. It sends out joy, optimism, hope and a nice dose of staying true to oneself. 

Paintings by Evgeny Lushpin 

Absolutely beautiful and positively inspiring. 

Thought you might like this too :) 

Love, A. 

innermedley:

I thought I’d try an idea that I’ve been thinking of for a few weeks now.  I’ve seen various submissions to group blogs with a request to remain anonymous because the submitter preferred not to claim the submission for various reasons.  I have started a blog, Everyday Anonymity, for all anonymous submissions.

These are ways I thought it could be used…

• A rant that you do not want to claim
• Faceless venting
• Getting things off your chest
• Clearing your conscious
• Letters to someone that you can’t send, but feel better getting it “out there”
• Confessions
• Anonymous love
• etc…

Use your imagination.  I’m really excited to see if this expands and goes somewhere. So please…visit…and submit something. You may submit anonymously or not, but your identity will be kept confidential in either case.

Thanks and hope to see you there!

(Also…please follow and spread the word!)

The idea of sharing one’s darkest secrets/thoughts is very compelling. This is bound to get very interesting. Follow and watch O_O

He was not a wolf in sheep’s skin 

He was a coward in a brave’s costume 

He was a liar to the point it felt like truth 

He was the prince of deceit but proclaimed himself a king 

He was the worst of his kind 

and yet people took him for a hero. 

…at least I did. 

middleofthenightdaydreams:

There are days when I am my own shadow,

and the best I can do is trace myself, 

with shaky hands from the sheet below,

so no one will know how undone I am. 

middleofthenightdaydreams:

You’re my Snow White’s apple,

I know you’re gonna be the end of me

But how am I supposed to resist those

Red

Plump

Juicy

Fairy-tale-ish

(apple-y) lips.

may be that

                   …itchy

                             …burning

                                            …swollen

                                                           …blurry

sensation

after your

              eyes

caught up with your

                              feelings

and the

           meltdown

was unavoidable

is just a last

                  rebellious

moment of our

                       heart

refusing to

get back to reality…

One last

             desperate

effort of my

                  soul

to pull itself

                   together

before I can

face the world

                      again.

middleofthenightdaydreams:

You were all in(to me)

until you were all out. 

I was your “oh baby” 

and you were my

(apparently) recently

found “daddy”…

 

 

…worst 7 minutes of my life. 

Please don’t look at me 

Please don’t look at me that way 

I know you 

and you’re not strong enough 

or I will say man enough 

through my breath 

… you don’t want to see 

the size of the burden you laid on me 

… you don’t want to see 

the hundreds of pieces you made of me 

… you don’t want to see 

the washed color the tears left in my eyes 

… you don’t want to see 

the impossible heartbreak you left me with 

Please don’t look at me, 

because you’ll never understand 

and I’ll never forgive.