February 2012
Follow her
because if you do I will make you baked goods
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Delve into my mind,
Its oblivion and depths.
Search my very psyche,
You will find more than the rest.
I’m more than just a girl,
It takes more than just one look,
Don’t judge me by my cover,
I am more than a simple book.
So hear this honest answer,
Read this honest plea,
Look beyond my exterior
And find the true me.
Dyspnea
meader:
I dreamt of you all last night.
You were walking away from me for hours, choking on a chain-link leash.
I was never quite sure if you realized you held the lead, not I,
But you kept calling out to me anyway;
your voice gently fading yet your image immaculate.
Your lungs finally gave out after innumerable whispers
so in mercy I attempted to sever the tether.
I have never heard a...
Pt. 2 Ch. 2 The Crossroads Of My Mind
And in this depressing darkness I slink to the shelter of the familier. I slide into the shadows and find the familiarity which I so thirst for. This strange world into which I have disappeared nips at my ankles, begging to swallow me into the oblivion from which it was borne. Numbness. An eternity of numbness. An expanse of Nothing. Never. Now.
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Pt 1 Ch. 2 The Crossroads Of My Mind
It’s shocking how no matter the number of people and faces I drown in I feel completely isolated. I am an island unto myself in a sea of unknown words. Drowning in people is the most painful death imaginable. Silent suffocation. Anonymous Asphyxiation.
Meader's Mind: Felicity →
meader:
I refuse to say sad, upset, or downtrodden, when I mean melancholy. I feel like that would take away from my whole reason for writing in the first place. And I definitely don’t claim to have a mastery of the English language. I’m a business management/finance student… an expansive vocabulary isn’t…
Honest Impression
meader:
You should never worry if others like you or not.
As long as you’re being yourself it’s not your decision to make,
If you’re NOT being yourself then they never had a chance
to like you in the first place.
4 days and they've lost my pet squirrel
I live with brain dead people.
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Chapter 1 - The Crossroads of My Mind.
I set forth my soul on this page, not for you to judge or devour as you devour every other being, sucking their very existence into the black hole that is your person, but so that you can meet me at a crossroads. I ask only that you respect my words, my opinions, my thoughts, as I respect yours. In disagreement we can come to terms and see that the other may not meet us eye to eye, but they are...
Meader's Mind: Consternation →
meader:
Floating white specters that wander the globe,
The vagabond remnants of impoverished souls,
And photographed orbs aren’t the ghosts that I dread.
They all pale when compared to the haunting undead
That drift through the knotted up veins in my brain,
choking cognition, they drive me insane.
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Why are swedes so attractive?
And tall too….
gosh darnit.
Things I have done in sweden so far
hit on guys… in swedish…
drunk black swedish coffee (it’s stronger than you think)
translated a poem perfectly (with no internet help)
baked cupcakes (with very little help) from scratch from a swedish recipe.
eaten reindeer.
seen a moose
hiked up a mountain in the snow
actually gone sledding…. and liked it (that’s the first and last time you’ll hear...
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Chilly shadows
And shocking sunlight accompany me
As I venture into the depths,
The abyss,
Of the foreign forest.
Here I lie,
In the brilliant, raw bitterness
Of that eternal beyond.
I am not a Reindeer,
Or some other native creature.
I am not accustomed to this habitat.
I am an alien.
An outsider.
I am not a resident.
I am an immigrant.
I merely exist in this Tundra.
A breathing...
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Growing up: Date an actor →
fairytalesareforever:
Date an actor. Date an actor, who spends his money on movies instead of his car. He has problems with closet space because he’s had too many costumes. Date an actor who has a list of roles he’ll eventually play, who had his first leading role when he was twelve.
Find an actor. You’ll know who…
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Ultimate Hipsters
Located in Sweden
You know what's attractive?
Smart guys. Guys that try in school. Guys that actually care about their future. Guys with goals and ambitions. Yeah, that’s a major plus.
Persephone
meader:
The sight of your face
Leads to destitute lungs.
Once you’ve gone from my
bloodshot vision
Only my eyes can breathe
shaky, sharp, salted gasps.
For you linger in my chest,
your words and your smile
as I suffocate; elated.
Buttercup
lilysofthefield:
You size me up for good measure, evaluating my curves and I can sense the air fizzing with the next few moments the silence thick, besides the whispering of your eyes. When you seem satisfied, then you call me buttercup and all of a sudden I’ve become just another girl you’d like to fuck.
In Sweden... finally.
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meader asked: Actually exactly what I was going to say... I'm going to sleep now my love. Rest well and enjoy your experience! I'm extremely happy you have this opportunity. :)
So because I am going to another contry pleaseee...
I will feel so alone with no phone. PLEASE MY MINIONS! SPEAK TO ME!
Meader's Mind: More Than A Muse →
meader:
Inspire me, my dear.
Set my mind ablaze and send chills down my spine. Make me weep, salty liquid empathy streaming over my dried and cracked lips. Fill my lungs with the sweetest of words, my vision the richest of dreams.
Help me rediscover how to fantasize about reality. Revive my drive, my…
Tomorrow.
I shall be leaving America for Sweden. I promise pictures will follow and some sparce postings. <3 I love you all.
Full of Empty Obscurity: Treading In Weighted... →
pensiveconversions:
I know I’ve never met you, But trust me when I say, If given the opportunity, I’d switch places in a day. You would be alive and well Sure, I would be cold and gray, But really, what’s the difference Between the two of us anyway?
Between all of us, I mean? Men are seven billion strong, But kind…
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Breathe Again
Sara Bareilles
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Under my serene skin
A timult of emotions erupts.
My mind is like an early earth,
Filled with viscous lava that burns through the newly formed crusts.
Eruptions rock my mind every other moment.
I am never truly composed.
So my psychologist prescribed a very addictive medication to me.
Every inch of my body is relaxed right now.
My brain is clouded,
The lava is cooling and moving more slowly.
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