ik dans, mwen danse, i ddawnsio

Everybody communicates-the true way they speak to the world. Words are meaningless to me.  All my real feelings come out while dancing and moving. Even within languages there are language barriers. Oftentimes people don't understand each other's true intentions even if they do speak the same language. Dance breaks down any need for words. It unites people universally. Thus, I am fluent in any language. I am fluent in everything, because I dance. 

CRACKED HEART.

A shrill shrieking echoes,

As disturbing panic drills into the mind.

It is blinding of the ears as they vibrate,

Horrible dread wails through and grinds.

The ringing distress tears and shakes.

But the mourning will never see the end.

The sound flares in you heart and makes you shiver,

Terrifying as it may be, the depression has no friend.

Funny Bones

Here's a riddle..
 
Q. Sleeping beauty slept forever. Who kissed her?
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A. Death

Silence

 A thought leaves that has no place to go.

You can’t speak for your mind hears enough.

Tormenting apprehension claims you.

The overwhelming regret that plays through you seems a bluff,

But the grayness seems to cover the world.

Craving exists but despair makes it weary.

As the discourage down grades you to nothing,

The aloneness prevails and the deep eye closes.

Consumed by the silence. 

So Inspiring.

Here is a picture of a cat holding a gun, riding a fire-breathing unicorn.
...Carry on

I like to build walls

I like to build walls.
Not like real walls made of brick,
metaphorical walls.
The kind of walls that separate myself from the rest of the world.
Except I'm not sure if my walls are being built to separate me from the world,
or the world from me. 
I didn't used to build walls.
Then I experienced pain,
heartbreak,
betrayal, 
dishonesty.
So I decided to start building walls.
They protect me.
Make me feel stronger.
The less of myself that I let others see, the better off I am
I don't have to worry if I can trust someone or not
Seems easier this way.
But it can be lonely.
I think the real reason I build walls isn't to separate myself at all, 
they are built to see who cares enough to try and knock them down. 
Maybe one day someone will try to knock down my walls, 
and I will let them. 
I'm not ready to yet, but one day. 
For now, I'd rather have that loneliness than all the pain.
I like to build walls.

How to make me love you.

Just to list a couple of my requirements.

• always be a gentlemen. a real gentlemen. 
• be tall
• be so good-looking that other girls drool just seeing you
• be ripped. preferably a six pack and a strong back. 
• give good hugs
• tell me i'm beautiful, even if you are lying
• take me out to dinner
• make me dinner
• don't piss me off
• sometimes argue back, I like a good debate
• don't try to prove me wrong when i'm determined to be right
• respect me
• never put blame on me
• smell nice
• be sarcastic-but have limits
• don't ever try to put me down
• never lie to me 
• good taste in music
• I like candy 
• be crazy, don't care what people will think
• let me punch you and you can punch me back, but don't you dare cause me pain
• surprise me often
• shut up and listen 
• be good with kids
• be my biggest support
• have a good sense of style
• don't swear
• make me laugh
• be an example
• tell me when i'm being dumb-nicely, please
• text me only when needed, call me daily, make an effort to see me
• fight for me
• don't be dumb. be smart. 
• brag about me, especially to other girls. I like that.
• be creative. adventurous. never boring. 
• make me your first priority. always. 
• you should probably read some nicholas sparks books. 
• Love me endlessly.