The Place Where the Sky is the Limit

Party night.

Not for me.

I make my own entertainment.

No fear.

Only curiosity.

Always adventure.

No lights.

Only balance.

Always caution.

Come friend.

Come friend supervise me.

Supervise me in this endeavor.

It is black all around me.

My friend can no longer see me.

I am alone.

I am in peace here.

I hide in a shadow.

I look out upon the tower.

Its lights shine bright against the ink sky.

It is a beacon.

I wish to stay here.

I wish to sink into this solitary world.

I wish to lie watching the stars.

~If only you could've been there.~

~If only you could get there.~

~If only we could share that place.~

The place where the sky is the limit.

Triad (2)

<Well... You got the third input.>

<Happy?>

No.

I need it from the source to count in full.

I can only take that with a grain of salt.

It's okay though.

Things seem to be settled.

For now.

<Keep your guard.>

<Stability tends to be unstable here.>

Triad

If this goes bad...it might go REALLY bad...

But hey, let's hope for the best.

<I remember saying that.>

Now it has gone bad.

<How much?>

I don't know.

I only have 2/3 of the picture.

<What makes up those thirds?>

1/3 His perspective.

1/3 my observations of the other.

I need the final 1/3.

<Then ask for it.>

<It's as simple as that.>

<But first...>

<Why do you need the whole picture?>

For my own satisfaction,

So I can make informed decisions,

So I can reassure/guide him,

Because I won't make final judgment before knowing all sides.

<But do you actually need the information?>

<Does he want you to get it?>

<Will getting it help or hurt?>

<What will you do if the information gives more distress than comfort?>

I need the final 1/3.

<But do you actually?>

Third Party

Do you see?

Do you see what happened here?

Do you see what happened here because of you?

Do you not understand?

Do you not understand him?

Do you not understand how your actions affect him?

Did you realize?

Did you realize you started a flame?

Did you realize you started a flame which you strangled?

He trusts you.

He wants to keep being with you

~even if it is not that way~

He worries about making things awkward.

I watch.

I watch him suffer.

I watch him suffer because of your choice.

I watch him suffer as I once did.

I observe.

I observe you live.

I observe you live as if nothing happened.

...And it burns.

I am.

I am a third party.

I am a third party desperately trying to keep others intact.

One day.

One day I will need help.

One day I will need help for myself.

One day is not now.

Now.

Now is good.

Now is good because I understand myself.

I am a third party.

I am okay here.

That Pinata

For my 18th birthday I got a pinata.

~Okay so technically I took it...~

~Fear not. It was paid for.~

The pinata was almost too big to handle.

[I didn't have any friends to use it with.]

I had to beat it many times before getting my reward.

I actually broke it before breaking it open.

Pro tip:

Don't go to town on your pinata;

You might make it go crooked.

And nobody wants to look at a pinata that isn't straight.

[Except Peter... I guess?]

Okay so I finally beat the poor thing into spilling.

What did I get?

A lot of gushers.

Wow my 18th birthday was memorable.

I got my first pinata.

I got gushers.

I broke my pinata.

And now I can give the pinata to...

Oh nevermind...

Nobody wants a used pinata.

Not Okay is Okay to Be

Thank you letting me come where you are.

Thank you letting me see you.

Thank you.

I am not scared.

I am not worried.

I am not surprised.

You are okay.

You are okay because

 It is okay to not be okay.

I love you.

And I know the other two love you.

And I know The House people love you.

And I know your family loves you.

You are not alone.

We are here to help.

You are loved.

We have your back.

Close your eyes.

Take a breath.

Remember us.

Feel.

Acknowledge.

Care.

P.S. You're cute.

Bids

I'll tell you my thoughts,

So you can cage yours.

I'll show you my feelings,

So you can hide yours.

I'll share my presence,

So you can run away.

Where do you go?

What's going on in your mind?

Why don't you understand how this affects me?

We make plans.

We part.

I contact.

You ghost.

Guess I'm just chasing a ghost.

Guess I'm just loving a phantom.

Guess I'm just letting myself be haunted.

Maybe I'm delusional.

Maybe this is all in my head.

Maybe...

NO.

This is just the problem I choose to live in.

This isn't my problem.

Round 2

Hear the roaring audience.

Feel the rumbling bass.

Ignore the raking nerves.

Join me on the stage this time.

Let's write a story.

We can weave our words through motion.

My perspective:

This time is scarier compared to last.

This time it's not just a game.

This time the dynamic is real.

The stage is different than practice.

People watch us on stage.

Practice is our own bubble.

The stage is the place to perform.

Practice is where we feel.

It was you.

<No, it was you.>

Look I'm not saying I can't hold my own,

But I know I couldn't have done that without you.

Let's dance together again.

Alone we are cool.

And together we are especially cool.

Random Post of Randomness

*for best result:  read top to bottom, then read all "  " lines followed by all <  > lines

"There are two genders:  lick it off or stop complaining."
<I don't understand how couples touch each other...>

"So you gonna get bottom surgery one day?... wait wait let me back up and fill in the blanks!"
<That's what Vaseline is for...>

"I should like totally go back to him over the summer and be like "hey"... I don't think he'd know what to do."
<You sound like an ass-bitch...>
"Ah thank you"

"...Peter's dick is bigger than Jason's...and that's just a fact."
<HA gay-ee!>

"Uh... I had a paper towel because corn nuts are disgusting."
<Everyone pees...>

"There are only two genders:  Ctrl C and Ctrl V."
<Ah -- yes. More tongues.>

"Pizza!"
<It's the source of like everything I have to say.>

"Acids...H's... hug ass..."
<Dammit now I have to use that one!>

<This is gonna be a really good post!>