The Keepers Athenaeum

Going On With Things After Meeting the Person Who Spoke the Poetry that I Understood Every Word of As If It Belonged to Me…
I don’t mind being in the wrong thread; this is all invisible
you know!
I am turning into a
wolf.
So
sweet. Vengeance. I will tear his flesh
and I will not feel a thing.
Note to self: is [...]

There is no one in here and no one out there,
no one to see no one to bleed,
no one to love no one to lust,
and yet i go on into the dust

(Sung to the tune of “I Feel Pretty”. If you don’t know that tune, sing it to Homer Simpson’s “I Like Pizza”. The two are practically the same.)
I’m a Keeper,
Yes, a Keeper,
Not a sweeper or creeper today!
I’m a Keeper,
And that’s how I want things to stay.
FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA!
Yes, that’s [...]