.

I heard your screams fill the hollow space

four walls echoing your pain

and the trembles of your body were that of my own

those heavy tears felt on my skin

deep scars sliding as if silk

under rigid fingertips

I didn’t judge, didn’t speak

just soaked that sorrow

like the dry, cracking ground

drinks the last drops

of a long_awaited rain

hoping I could rise and grow

from the things you have given me

even if what you gave

was your lowest

I still made myself

hear

feel

and soak it all in

I took in the tides

so that one day_ I could still be a river

for those that needed me there

.

.

Knock knock.

Who’s there?

To.

To who?

No. To whom.

(This one is my favorite)

Did you here about the woman who had breast surgery? It went horribly wrong and she ended up having sticks and wood stuck in them. Yikes.

Yeah. It would be great if this joke had a punchline, wooden tit.

How did Harry Potter get down the hill?

Walking.

J.K. Rowling.

(I found this one on a website full of motivational quotes which in of itself makes me laugh)

Knowledge is power.

Power corrupts.

Study hard. Be evil.

(Courtesy of Siri - this has two answers)

Why did the teddy bear turn down the cake?

A: he couldn’t bear it. (My brother came up with this answer)

B: he was stuffed.

What do you call a fruity telephone?

The Jelly. (In Britain they call the telephone a Telly)

What do you make in teapot that cares about its looks?

Vani-tea.

You aren’t born with a photographic memory.

You have to develop it.

Why did the burger cross the road?

To get to the other slider.

Hope I brightened someone’s day with these!

U and me..

Come with me,

Just let us be.

Let us share,

Whatever we bear.

Let us pair,

However, we fare.

Through all the ups and downs,

With no breakdowns.

Let us be together,

In all weather.

Whatever time holds,

However life folds,

Let us be there for each other.

Till no time, forever…

Till the end.

STone Temple Pilots. Plush

Where you going for tomorrow?

Where you goin' with the mask I found?

And I feel, and I feel

When the dogs begin to smell her

Will she smell alone?

And I feel, so much depends on the weather

So is it raining in your bedroom?

And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray

Would you even care?

I felt it hit

As a bullet to the chest

Ricochetting around my rib cage

Until it finally settled in the deepest corners of my heart

Then I knew

You were going to be the death of me

And I couldn’t wait