Random Musings (ANON-ONLY)


#22

Would you like an apple pie with that?
Would you like an apple pie with that?

Ding fries are done
ding fries are done
ding fries are done
ding fries are done

I gotta run
I gotta run
I gotta run
I gotta run

Don’t touch the fries in hot fat it really hurts bad and so do skin grafts

Would you like an apple pie with that?
Would you like an apple pie with that?


#23

Wait for the bell
Can’t hear the bell
Where is the bell
Wait for the bell

Ding fries are done
Diiing friiies are dooone


#24

I love you.
. . .
You are all I hoped for, even though imperfect.
The world might not understand why I chose to be with you, and I really do not care.

Going down memory lane, I wouldn’t have found myself towing this part, but I’ve grown and know now what’s best for me.

The thought of marriage scares me.
Am I ready? Can I do this? It all seems too fast and unreal. Yet, here it is, staring at me in the face.

And I’m gathering the courage to walk down the aisle with you and damn my fears.

Always and forever beginning with you.
Hearts beating as one.
. . .
I love you.


#25

Unlike what you think, online journalism isnt dead.

Or maybe I’m slightly biased because I have spent the last 1 year of my work life in journalism / PR / Content sphere enough to know that online journalism isnt dead.

What the issue is, however, is that the democratization of the internet and technology has made every TOM, DICK and HARRY a content creator/journalist. There will be platforms that will always pick up banter and fake news but they won’t last.

On what you uncovered, there are ways to go around things like this. In fact, Sahara Reporters might be your go-to platform for things like that. I’m sorry about what you had to go through with blogs. It’s the world we live in - It’s what people want. Thats why blogs keep serving it. Once again, So sorry


#26

Awwwww!!! :heart_eyes::heart_eyes::heart_eyes:


#27

They say when you find that special one, she’ll be everything you hoped for,
Indeed I found you and wouldn’t regret the day my eyes first met with yours,
Just like the reflection of stars on a calm sea, you looked so perfect,
And then our first kiss…Too memorable to be forgotten.
That night, the scent of the breeze, the faded music from a club not so far away from where we stood, the smile in your eyes… It was everything I had hoped for.
You’re scared of falling in love just as I am too,
We both know we’re masking our fears behind the things we currently love… Work… Family.
Maybe it’s high time we trusted us and what we share,
Maybe it’s high time you tell me exactly how you feel about me by just listening to the gentle whispers of your heart,
Because as for me, I’ll gladly scream the words ‘I love you’ in front of as many people care to listen.
I love you and I’m not ashamed to say it nor will I let pride get in the way of being the one true love of your life.
Call me when you read this, I’ll be waiting…by my phone…just to see your name pop on it.

Yours Truly,


#28

:heart_eyes::heart_eyes:

Awwww, you remember :cry::sob:

Now you’re gonna make me cry :sob::sob::sob:


#29

Awwwwwww :heart_eyes::heart_eyes::heart_eyes::heart_eyes::kissing::kissing::kissing_smiling_eyes::kissing_smiling_eyes::kissing_closed_eyes::kissing_closed_eyes::kissing::kissing_smiling_eyes::kissing_closed_eyes::kissing_closed_eyes:


#30

Sobriety and withdrawal.


#31

And I wanna tell you my intentions
I wanna do the things that I mention
I wanna benefit from the friendship
I wanna get the late night message from you, from you
I put my hands around you
Gotta get a handle on you
Gotta get a handle on the fact that…


#32

I’m too good to you
I’m way too good to you
You take my love for granted
I just don’t understand it
No, I’m too good to you
I’m way too good to you
You take my love for granted
I just don’t understand it


#33

My fridge is empty but I survive the hunger


#34

Who tf keeps calling me on a private number


#35

There’s crime in my mind but our jails are dirty


#36

These jeans ain’t mine so they’re way too baggy


#37

I tried to find my ideal in the unideal and I got unidealistically broken


#38

I am hurt.

Deeply hurt.

:broken_heart::broken_heart::broken_heart:


#39

Ehyah


#40

image


#41

You win some.

You lose some.