Pure Bliss of an infamous void
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AIM: Scarletrosedow
This is my favorite song-Oh how wonderful you are Gaelic!
Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule, shule, shule aroon I wish I was on yonder hill I’ll sell my rod, I’ll sell my reel Shule, shule, shule aroon I’ll dye my petticoats, I’ll dye them red Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule, shule, shule aroon Shule, shule, shule aroon
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.
’Tis there I’d sit and cry my fill,
And every tear would turn a mill
I’ll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.
And ‘round the world I’ll beg my bread
Until my parents shall wish me dead
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.
Creamy shop
“Scarlet, dearest, aye found aye box ove lettas in your attick” ”Letters?…” I could feel it coming on, my mind immersing into the depths of my past.
I continued licking my creamy, my eyes aren’t seeing what they should be, my eyelids close and the red velvet curtains spread, the play begins, the music from the creamy shop is drowned out by the most powerful director screaming “Action!”. The play starts, the director is my brain, the actors are my memories, and my heart is the audience.
She hands Scarlet the box of letters and exits stage. Scarlet sits down and stares at the letters. She hopes they are as empty as she is. No more surprises. Her hands released them and leave them in the middle of the attic floor. Scarlet left her confusion and hurt in the attic that day with the letters, with the answers. The letters went unopened for months, as did her sorrow.
I snap out of it as the waitress taps me, “we’re closing love, are you alright?”
Hey
I’m sorry to everyone, my hands have been rather full with training and I haven’t been paying much attention to tumblr. I hope everyone is doing well :)
