I know many things.
Too many things..
That are actual completely useless!
Like..
Did you know..
The Spanish anthem has no words?
Or If your body's water drops 1%
You'll instantly feel thirst?
How about..
A crocodiles stomach is so strong
That it can digest a sold steel nail?
Or that most lipsticks
Contain fish scales?
Or..
Deer's eat cant hay..
Gorillas eat fourteen times per day,
Skunks can spray fluid ten feet away!
Umm..
Pusillanimous means coward.
And..
Twelve or more cows is called a flink!
Snakes dont blink,.
Ketchup was once used as medicine!
The youngest Pope was eleven!
Well..
Colgate in Spanish means "Go hang yourself!"
Why do
The man, exhausted from running, leaned his back against the tree. His back ached, but in spite of it all, he smiled. The fire before him crackled and snapped, oddly relaxing. The soothing scent of smoke drifted into his nose, wafting in the air softly. He closed his eyes, emptying out the day's worries. He could almost see them, drifting in the grey-stained wind. His boss's words faded under the crackling smoke, his wife's hands dropped the bottle and drifted off into the smoke. The insults, the threats, the deadlines, the mother-in-law calls, they all faded away as his eyelids fell heavy. He didn't look at the rest of the drifting objects,
I write this letter
Of grievances
To you, my Lord.
Our kingdom
Once brave and bold
Is now split
And has grown cold.
I have taken refuge
Far away from you
You sent for me
And asked for truth.
My lord, you I have told.
On many occasions
Why I have grown cold
You never listened
So my words grew old.
I still wander though
How far did you fall.
And wonder how you're doing
Behind those castle walls.
I ran and left only a letter
Nothing more than to say
I am unhappy and so
No longer can I stay.
Out of anger you told tales
Of untruthful plights
So my allies abandoned me
With no way to set things right
My lord, I asked you to change
And warne
well.. I'm Ashleigh, I have lived in South Africa since I was born. I like sketching, I have Level 3 first aid, a paramedics qualification, I do fire dancing as a profession on the side. I am in a relationship with my High School best friend. I may also be starting my army of llamas. As I am the Llama Queen, but you should pay no attention to that.
When people say that finding a job is hard - I understand now that jobs are everywhere, but getting the job is the hardest part.
When people say your life ends after high school - I understand now that you life is taken by a job and your "friends" are working or studying too.
When people say that one should get a job while studying - I understand it's hard and there's no time but experience is needed more than a degree.
I understand so much more now than I ever have.
I understand why people say the career I want to go into is dead end and tolling on people. But I also know that I plan on saving lives, actual human lives - and no matter w
My little deviantart account has its little place in the world wide variety of others - and I really like that.
Maybe I would have more followers if I were better at poetry or art - maybe if I was a core member. I guess I could post more, and post often but I use deviantart as a release..
I'm fat too embarrassed too show anyone else my crappy ass work so I'll show the entire internet (I mean why the fuck not, right? ) and who cares anyway? It's like i'm not writing it for me - but I am in a way. No one said I had to make sense.
I guess i'm saying, I've come here to write. And that's all that counts. To be apart of some thing far bigger th