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The Danger of Untold Stories by Synesthi, literature
Literature
The Danger of Untold Stories
I believe in words. I believe in voices, the unique cries of human beings as they pour their soul out into the sky. But most of all, I believe in stories.
Stories, be they written or spoken or painted onto the walls of caves, reaffirm our humanity. They give us back our own heartbeat, that dull pulse of blood, but more than that they give us our minds. They let us reach back and see where we’ve been, what we felt, what we believed. They form a mirror, let us see who we are, who we were.
And I believe that everyone has a story that deserves to be heard. But more and more I’m seeing that only some stories get told. You have book
With you I always feel like I’m
trying
to break in the wrong size of shoes.
Sometimes I sit and stew
over how you’re seventeen and
you think I’m a princess
the trapped-in-a-tower kind
and how you wear suits and talk about politics
and think you know the world.
My throat interrupts with an affronted gurgling sound
sometimes when I think about you,
and how
you deal out advice where it just isn’t called for
you quote science-fiction to justify war
and you’re seventeen years old and you think I’m a princess
and you just have no blooming idea.
Darling, one of these days I will tell yo
Paper Heart -Green Day Fanfic- by dry-ice-malice, literature
Literature
Paper Heart -Green Day Fanfic-
Fiona Stephanie Lovett, isn't it amazing that a wreck of a person can carefully pick out such a name? The name was carefully thought out so the child's future can be clear. Of course this child has no say on what she can or cannot do for the rest of her life. The woman who branded her with this name has plans for the child, plans that maybe aren't for everyone's best interest. But why would the woman think of anybody else? No one ever thought about what she wanted because she had to pry her way through life to get to where she is, and she makes sure that the child knows that. Even though both the branded child and the woman know that they are