She wanted to bare her essence, her soul
Embracing her truth before setting it free into the world
Cauterizing the cuts those words caused by her clutching them so desperately tight
Releasing them would allow so much healing to enter
Except she just couldn’t do it. She screamed as she hugged them tighter
The idea of giving up her truth and being naked, of needing to find a new truth
She would be an open window, an empty container, a person without value, a woman without …
Under the harsh bathroom light, he looked hideous.
Going on this date was such a bad idea.
Leaving her alone would be better than returning to their table, wouldn’t it?
Yet when they left the restaurant she held his hand, and he wondered why.
The idea of traveling to Athens, London, and Paris was his ultimate dream
Reality was more of nightmare since he couldn’t afford gas to get across town
It was this that consumed his thoughts as he walked to his minimum wage job
Punishing himself for his lack of mobility, he didn’t see the curb in time, and soon he finally went for a …
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Filling his hotdog bun with condiments,
Randy showed his date his brilliant idea.
“As you can see, put all the stuff underneath, lubricating sides and bottom
Now you can’t drop anything out once you slip your wiener in,” he said.
“Know what? This date is over,” she replied as she stomped off.
She left him holding his meatless bun.
Finding upside down smiles scattered among the audience
Richard tried to make a quick joke to lighten the mood
Only it didn’t work, and more people joined the unhappy camp
When he decided one more time, they started to angrily yell at him
Nobody warned him that practicing his startup at a funeral was going to be such a bad idea
Couldn’t stand being put in one when she was young
Objecting to the degrading idea of facing the epitome of a box
Realizing she never wanted to be inside that construct ever again
Now she does her own thing while society fiddles and burns
Energized knowing she is living her best life
Regretting that the rest of humanity decided not to follow her and stayed in the …
Orangey-brown tones enriched by scarab poop.
An idea that had to be renamed to be used by the masses.
Know what? Shellac is still pretty awesome.
It felt like Bob was being played
Not that the rest of his bandmates would agree
Songwriting was his thing, coming up with melodies and words, but harmonies…
That’s why Bob had to admit producing was not his forte
Ron was the guy arranging all his songs, and Bob was usually happy with that
Until Ron was insistent that this idea would put the song over the top
Meaning he should buy into it, trust Ron and the process
Except this idea seemed so dumb that he just couldn’t get behind it
Now everyone was staring at him wondering why he wouldn’t at least try, but
There was no way that a ballad needed more cowbell!
Chivalry seemed to be such an outdated idea
It meant treating everyone with respect
Vance always added “that they deserve” to the end of that phrase
It was the motto by which he lived his life
Leaving him the moral ground to do what he pleased, and he did so
The first person had the idea top take these leaves, dry them, and then soak them in boiling water
Evidently was equal parts insane and genius
And I salute them tonight as I lift my cup
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