Sculpture by Kyle Bean
Submitted by trulylovely
20 day challenge
1:: A Recent Picture of yourself.
2:: What are you? How would you describe your identity?
3:: What parts of your personality do you like?
4:: What parts of your personality don’t you like?
5:: Name the family member you are closest to, and describe the reltionship you have with them.
6:: Tell us the first 5 random thoughts that come into your head right now.
7:: Name your favourite celebrity, and why you think you would make a great friend to them.
8:: Who has had the biggest impact in your life so far, and what has that impact been?
9:: Do you care about what people think of you? Why is this?
10:: Whers is your *happy place*. Describe it and share why its your happy place.
11:: What wouldn’t you change about your life? Why?
12:: What is your perception of love?
13:: Your favourite photo, and why its your favourite?
14:: What is the reasoning behind your Tumblr name?
15:: What is your most treasured possession and why?
16:: What made you decide to sign up to Tumblr?
17:: Name 5 of your favourite things?
18:: If you could be an animal, which one would you be and why?
19:: Describe your ideal 24 hours.
20:: Has this challenge inspired you to create your own one?
you can make a plan; carve it into stone.
like a feather falling; it is still unknown
until the clock speaks up, says it’s time to go.
you could choose the high, or the lower road.
you might clench your fist; you might fork your tongue,
as you curse or praise, all the things you’ve done.
and the faders move, and the music dies,
as we pass over, on the arc of time.
so you nurse your love like a wounded dove in the covered cage of night.
every star is crossed by frenetic thoughts that separate and then collide.
and they twist like sheets till you fall asleep and they finally unwind.
it’s a black balloon.
it’s a dream you’ll soon deny.
i hear if you make friends, with jesus christ,
you will get right up, from that chalk outline.
and then you’ll get dolled up, and you’ll dress in white,
all to take your place, in his chorus line.
and then in you’ll come with those marching drums in a saintly compromise.
no more whiskey slurs; no more blonde haired girls for your whole eternal life.
and you’ll do the dance, that was choreographed at the very dawn of time,
singing, i told you son, the day would come.
you would die, die, die, die.
you would die, die, die, die.
you would die, die, die, die.
you would die, die, die.
to the deepest part of the human heart, the fear of death expands.
till we crack the code we have always known, but could never understand.
on a circuit board, we will soon be born
again, again, again, again.
and again, again, again, again.
and again, again, again, again.
and again, again, again.
HP books from Ron’s point of view
- Ron Weasley and the Fucking Three Headed Dog
- Ron Weasley and the Possessed Sister
- Ron Weasley and the Rat That Isn’t A Rat
- Ron Weasley and the Green Monster of Jealousy
- Ron Weasley and the Year of Quidditch
- Ron Weasley and the Girl Drama
- Ron Weasley and the Wooing of Hermione Granger
