Random Bits of Inspiration

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

This are just its and bits of stuff that come into my mid from random moments of inspiration... who knows... i might some day use em to actually write something.

Muse: The song Monster by Meg and Dia (Nightcore version)

Result: ...and one song was all it took to make her addicted, for her to get lost in the gyrating colors, catchy beats and sweaty bodies swaying in time with the pounding rhythm of the music. Yeah she was high and yes she was 100% drunk but not on your average drugs or booze. This beautiful, graceful dancer was high on the moment and drunk on the ecstasy of being alive for the hundredth time.

Muse: My best friend

Result: ... and the people surrounding them became a blur, and the noises that filled the 'video' all faded into the background as the two girls shared a moment of precious bonding time. No, they weren't talking much and they didn't need to. They are best friends, sisters in everything but blood. But this summer they were separated and the distance had been killing them both. So now, when yet another barrier was set between them trying to drive them apart, they took every little moment that they could get and they treasured it and they took pictures to remember those times. Because only the heavens know when the next barrier would try to separate them even more.

Muse: School (Math Class)

Result: Sometimes we are drowning because we don't know how to swim. We try to fight it in our own way but it doesn't work. All that we want is help, but we are too afraid to ask. In a way we just want people to notice it, to help us stay afloat and save us from drowning. But the thing is that if we don't kick and scream and struggle to stay alive... How are they supposed to know?

Muse: Tumblr

Result: No matter what we do or where we go. No matter who we are. There is always a language that we can all understand. What kind of language could ever exist that is so simple everybody understands it? Easy. It's the language of pictures. Just like any other language, idiom or tongue it allows us to express our feelings and thoughts in a way that people all over the globe can understand it. Yeah, pictures are just that amazing.

Muse: Random Conversation with a guy

(me) - what do you want to talk about?

(guy) -Anything(:

(me) -um um um how about a clown wearing a pink and purple tutu?

(guy) -Sure tell me about it

(me) -um well he is a sad clown
but he always has a smile painted beautifully on his face
and he goes around the stage jumping, dancing, twirling and doing silly things in order to make people laugh

(guy) -Ohhh o:

(me) - and they so
they do*

(guy) -Lol ok ^^

(me) - they talk about that wonderful clown in a pink and purple tutu
and how funny and amazing he is
and when they "meet" him they invite him over to parties to be the entertainment
and he happily accepts
of course they pay him
and everybody thinks that he is a very merry clown
but they dont know
nor do they care
about the tortured soul that hides insidew that young and energetic facade
They dont care that the mask he wears painted on his face hides a horribly tortured person

(guy) -Well he has a terrible life.

(me) - Indeed he does.

Submitted: August 25, 2012

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Joy Tan

Great word choice! It would definitely be a great story.

Sat, August 25th, 2012 5:53pm


Thank you! It means a lot! :)

Sat, August 25th, 2012 12:46pm

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