thoughtsyouread:

Actually spat out my coffee at this line and laughed so hard.

Queen Joan for everything. And Jonathan Igla deserves an emmy for writing that line.

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

I’m so tired of you

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

Shopping carts full of clothes

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

Paid my bills and captured my soul

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

Showed you round to all of my friends

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

Tried to do whatever you said

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

Cooked your dinner day and night

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

Calmed your fears when you had a fright

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

Why’d you have to make me so blue?

brittanysblahblog:

 “Obviously, I’m gonna have to take the Swanson Pyramid of Greatness. This is my husband. I am his legal property. I am bound by law to gather up any artifacts pertaining to my lord and master.”

Prompt: epithalamium

clink, clink, clink, clink

gold band twist and turns beneath the bubbles

drowning, choking

liquids jealous fireworks display

There’s a white dress but not a wedding one

A sunny day, no pollen, no humidity

No shoes, wildflowers, no veil

Too late to hide now

Who really knows anyone anyway

An anonymous groom, my favorite song, quick sentiment

Off to food and dancing

The end, not quite

Whose in my bed

I slept here last night, it wasn’t this crowded

Whose in my life?, you weren’t invited

Logistical nightmare, I know check-in?

I don’t even know you, but where have you been?

This is a one-person show, monologue about me

Not a duet or discussion, the spotlights for me

Top billin’ dude you gotta be kiddin’

Talkin’ about my money, you must be trippin’

Really right now, I’m trying to sleep

People get paid for these tasks you know

Why the hell should I do them for free

Who even are you, you’re saying a lot of things

You gave this jewelry, so that makes you king

If I give you a chain could you reverse this for me?

I wish I had a trouble where my anticipation for season three would cause me to move time forward so I could see the season 3 premiere of Haven.

Prompt: The song that was #1 on the first day you were born.

Yellow

No one around me can breathe

Even when every thing is pretty and chirpy and bright

They sound as if death awaits

I take chipper to that place

There’s no dancing and singing

They guide me in the direction I should go

They tell me to put it in neutral

Now I have no control

Like I ever did, hah, an illusion

Hands off the wheel

Let us guide you along

It doesn’t matter

I don’t know where I’m going anyway

Maybe I’ll emerge on the other side

In a foreign land with coconut and sand

And snowy mountains and rolling hills

Villas with cities and mud huts

With people who look like me that I don’t understand

It seems like there should be more on the other side

Small confined space, overtaken with water

But I don’t get clean where I need it

They push on, the thunder comes

Will I lose my signal?

Now the winds surround me

Maybe they can secure me in the right direction

I emerge into the bright, but its not new, I’m not new

I’m only feet from where I started

Without yellow

Prompt: carpe diem

Fish of the Day

Catch of the Week

Carpe, seize the day

Beats hunting

I know I flow with the waters

I know I’m taken by the current

The undertow

Going under feels fine

Safe in fact

I bind my heels to the plankton

The imaginary anchor embraces me

I feel lifted

I’m also angry, tired

I fall asleep nestled in the coral

I take naps where I can breathe

Could the ocean floor be so clean?

Fall-in’, fall-in’ white and blue sparkly disks

Reflections of past love and light

I might eat an apple

I might just take one bite