Dolly Dearest in the darkness,
watching, waiting,
only baiting.
No heart for love,
no love for others,
only hunger for another's,
life and love,
their circumstance,
the prey within this heartless dance.
Gone their place and gone their self,
but Dearest sits upon the shelf.
Had her fun and had her fill,
her toy, to do with as she will.
Dolly Dearest in the darkness,
watching, waiting,
only baiting.
No heart for love,
no love for others,
only hunger for another's,
life and love,
their circumstance,
the prey within this heartless dance.
Gone their place and gone their self,
but Dearest sits upon the shelf.
Had her fun and had her fill,
her toy, to do with as she will.
Welp, sister moved out, used us, never contacted us again. Oh well. Life happens. Ponies make me happy, it turns out. Also Parry Gripp's music. Been playing Borderlands 2... Not much else to talk about soooo, yeah.
So, had cancer, couldn't cope with the workload of college, got done with cancer, had some surgeries, therapy, whathave you.. Haven't written a journal in four years. Still can't draw what I want to for crap. Sister moved in with her kids. Things are, okay.. I guess.
Been a long time since I've written anything in here, mhmm.. So.. Let's see.. What's.. New. Oh! I'm in called now. Taking a drama course and getting a humanities credit... Finding out just how.. erm.. Unsightly some people can be, and pretty much trying to make sense of what I might want to do with life.
I've made some new friends and rousted some moronic types, advocated against the abuse of the American language. (Because it's enough of an abomination already.) Contemplated becoming a thesbian. And pretty much been all around busy.