how to handle heartbreak[prologue]how to handle heartbreak by inkstaineddove
i have been in your place
many a time and frankly,
you force a smile - yes -
in our position we must
because we're taught from day one
second place must lose with grace.
and i know it's hard and to me,
you seem just a spoiled as i am,
and our kind don't enjoy
when we don't get what we should.
hope for failure.
it always seems like a good idea,
and at the time the savory taste
of the satisfaction of imagining every
one of their shortcomings is delectable
like a fine mousse.
but your knees will be skinned,
your elbows bruised,
your eyes (mascara, eyeliner) blackened.
your teeth shall be chipped from the fall
and you will know what caused it.
karma's a bitch
and so is his girl.
ii. friendship never works.
cover your ears and
close your eyes before i talk.
my age to you
won't grant me wisdom.
listen to me, for this
talk to him once,
and you'll be greeted
with eternity's of
iii. you are allowed to cry,
autumn eulogiesblood may be thickerautumn eulogies by inkstaineddove
but i had more loyalty
to a stranger passing by
than to you,
kin of my kin.
yet, here i am.
here i am,
tear stained and
unable to breathe
unable to bend and
i don't know how -
no one tells me anything
in life nor will they
in death -
but i know it by
the greying in your smile
and the hollows of your
i wish i was weeping
for the uncle i lost,
but i did that years ago.
i suppose now i'm torn
over the man i
never could've known,
never desired to know
since i never knew
what i had till it was
g o n e
Through the Drinking GlassThe end of the War of Austrian Succession, 1748Through the Drinking Glass by inkstaineddove
A pile of military jackets sat stacked in the middle of a round table. Their intricate designs and cloth was now splattered with a mix of sweat, blood, and beer causing a strange odor to emit from the table. None of the parties sitting around it noticed though. They were too high off of a post-victory sense of euphoria.
They were loud and rowdy, disturbing the peace. Of course none of the patrons or the owner had the heart to tell the brave soldiers to quiet themselves down a bit. Not when they were celebrating for protecting their respective countries from the threats of the British and Austrian Empires.
There were three that were louder, more uncontrollable than all the others. They were regulars here and everyone knew it was no point in trying to calm them for it only caused them to get more raucous. The apparent leaders voice could be heard over all the others in the pub.
"Alight, alight." Gilbert stumbled over his words.
A Germans Guide to RomanceGermany sighed and leaned back in his chair. He was wondering why he bothered talking about this at all with Austria and Prussia. Ever since he had stopped speaking, the two of them had been giving him very amused looks.A Germans Guide to Romance by inkstaineddove
Roderich rose up, the expression on his face clearly showed that he was holding back laughter. "I can't believe how dense you are. Gilbert must finally be rubbing off on you." He began putting his coat on. The Austrian couldn't hold back a snort from escaping. "If you honestly don't know what Italy means by all this still, there is no hope for you. I'll be heading home now." With a flip of his hand, the be speckled nation left the home.
"Does he not remember that's been free loading off us since the eighties?" Ludwig muttered before sighing. He wasn't sure if he was happy or sad that Roderich had left. His brother couldn't be of much help, though the younger nation believed the other to be some sort of womanizing, sex god. That had to count for something mo
humid libertyskip the showers and lethumid liberty by inkstaineddove
the flowers bloom instead.
we become the choir of
the King's speech,
running out of sweltering rooms.
Free at last,
yet we're too young
to claim its permanence.
The Invisible GirlI am a simple trick of smoke and mirrors. No one has ever truly known who I am. I am a chameleon, changing my colors t fit my background at the current time. The only things I know about myself is I'm stubborn, shrimp makes me sick, and I'm too driven sometimes that I forget to look around me, take everything in this moment because hey. You only got four, going on three, years of permanent residence in this town, why not try to remember?The Invisible Girl by inkstaineddove
I can remember pointless facts, but I don't want to remember people. Those closest to you only leave your burned in the end. What's the point of opening up only to stitch the wound up later on? I'd much rather be the woman with a million faces, putting on a different mask for each social situation. It's easier this way, rocking the boat less that is always about to capsize. I will not capsize the boat.
A boy once told me I'm perfect and I laughed. He thought I was doing what the majority do, playing it coy just to hear him repeat it. Honest
|Based on a true story|
|A little bit angry, a little bit scared|
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