Today's Shattered Star: People

If there's one thing that I can't stand, its people who purposely try to ruin others relationships- just for their own fun and satisfaction.

Even perfectly platonic relationships.

Can anyone explain to me why someone would want to do this? The relationship has nothing to do with them, nothing at all. Its not hurting anyone, least of all the person who is trying to ruin it. Let's give an example.

I have a friend, and because I like to give everyone codenames- we'll call him Red.

Now, Red is in Canada. He's always been in Canada, and we've never met. But we're pretty close friends, I would say. We aren't besties and we haven't known each other very long, but I value his friendship. I really do.

Taking Suggestions & Other Things

Since I can't exactly think of anything to talk about right now, (that isn't a complaint about my life) I'm taking suggestions.

Is there anything you're DYING for my opinion on? Anything you would particularly like to know about me? Anything you want me to talk about? Well tell me!

Also, I would just like to thank you all for your tender loving care, I don't deserve it. <3 This last week has been interesting to say the least, and while I'm not over it quite yet- I'm alive. Thanks for the support y'all.

On another note: I have to get my Wisdom Teeth removed soon. Eck. Not looking forward to that, it sounds about as much fun as having teeth pulled.

Pun most definitely intended.

I hope y'all are having lovely weeks, so until next time-

Thanks for putting up with me and I hope you enjoy reading!
~Shattered

That's The Reason

its not to say that i object
but its always been my pity party
(and i will cry if i want to)
You're not required to attend

but here You are once again
dancing slowly next to this brick wall
looking pretty, full of life and sparkle

putting away your worries
putting away your cares
hiding it in the Moonlight behind your hair
like You don't belong here

I Was Never Yours

Drowning in a glass of spilled milk
i was never Your mess to clean up
but i dripped and dribbled
insistently coated Your skin with the slick, silent liquid

There was too much
and soon You were drowning too

Carelessly pouring, sliding
slipping, dripping, forcing
into a glass too small to contain such Disaster
a container too limited to restrain such Catastrophe

and the Moonlight shone for the two of us
the sun had eyes only for You, its Daughter
the rain only added fire to Your heart
resisting the current of that unrestricted river

This Chick Here: Let's Have a Flashback

Since school still hasn't begun and my blog feels as yet unfulfilled, I decided to give you a little (more) insight into my life. So here's a flashback post to the end of my 5th Grade year. Now, 5th Grade was the year that I met Moonlight. Let's get one thing straight.

I did NOT like her.

Now, we got over a lot of this nonsense during the end of the 5th Grade; I just thought you should have that information so you can see exactly what our friendship has been through.

Anyway.
I'm sure y'all here in Virginia remember the massive infestation of 7-year Cicadas we had 6 years ago. This is what this flashback is all about.

The Summer of the Cicadas

It was utterly disgusting; there's really no other description. The fat, black, buzzing bugs with their scarlet eyes and spider webbed wings flying in all directions, the noise of the sheer numbers of cicadas in trees, on the ground, underground, in the air- everywhere you could possibly imagine. The dead were everywhere, crushed bodies, broken wings, heads littered over the asphalt parking lot, scattered across the grass of the soccer field, strewn on the sidewalks.

For those women of the 5th Grade, these were entirely unacceptable conditions.