This was for my english class, and the first poem I’ve wrote while “under the influence” (hint-it wasnt booze)
Romeo and Juliet
Two families fighting for longer than man remembers
Two unlikely lovers
They fight for reasons unknown
Only their pride is shown
They fight publicly
They sit silently
The lovers eyes will meet
A love only death could beat
The fire in their eyes
The steel in their hands
Blood licking the edge of their knives
As they are seperate bands
Triators to the two families
Or so it seems
Only true love see’s
That this feud is soon to subseed
Revenge drives him away
A brothers blood spilt
She asks the friar for a way
Her hands at the hilt
The silver blade piercing her heart
The poison has done its part
Two families looking for a new start
The lovers lives played the biggest part
@1 day ago
I just realized im one skilled mother fucker to be able to go from not laughing my ass off to suddenly keeping a super serious face for one second when someone takes a picture, why is that so skillful? I wa sbbaked out of my mind
@4 days ago with 1 note
sirmitchell:
aha, hahahaha.
You would have to be a helpless idiot to absorb the rhetoric against gay marriage. It will one day be totally legal, and history will not be kind to those who stood in its way.
Oho, kindof like nazis? -tips
@2 weeks ago with 1958 notes