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  1. @Wierdo @Edema Rue @SmilingPanda19 @Lunamor @Anguished_One @The Aspiring Archivist @RoyalBeeMage @Random Bystander @Lego Mistborn @Cash67

    Hopefully that's everyone.

    This isn't a "good bye" SU. It's more of me saying that I'm taking a step back from the shard, especially in regards to RP. I have very much enjoyed the RP I've done, but it's taking up my time and energy. I'm hoping that I can get back to doing the things I need and want to do by removing myself completely, or, at least almost completely, from RP. I know this inconveniences you, and I'm sorry for that, but it's something I feel needs to happen.

    @Lunamor and all others in Percy Jackson RP,

    I can either have Edgar gent sent back to camp because of his injuries or he can die. I don't really have a preference.

    @Anguished_One @The Aspiring Archivist, in regards to My Turn

    I'm not sure what to do here, sorry. I guess Freja could die trying to avenge her sister or something.

    @Edema Rue @SmilingPanda19

    I know I said I was going to participate in Hunger Games, but I'm going to have to take that back.

     

    I think I or the RP itself is already inactive for the other one's I am in.

    Sorry again for the inconvenience this causes any of you. If anyone ever wants to talk to me, my PMs are open and I enjoy talking to people.

  2. In the rain, I don't walk alone

    It matters not if I'm far from home

    Because I can't see

    and do not know

    In the greyness of the storm.

     

    In the mist

    or in the fog

    the whole world fades

    and I just jog.

     

    When rain clouds smother

    what I can see

    then I'm not alone, 

    because next to me

    Are a hundred spirits,

    a hundred eyes

    Guiding me

    watching me

    through the pines.

     

    When the sun shines bright I cannot hide

    I can be seen by passers by

     

    I can be seen

    but not quite seen...

    but they can tell I walk alone.

     

    But it's not just them, it's me who sees

    The vacant path, through empty trees.

    know the path, and can't get lost

    and I know I can't continue this walk.

     

    Because when the fog fades,

    and the illusion is gone

    it's just me who walks

    -so lonely- along.

     

  3. I really really hate sunburn.

    and stress.

    and anxiety, now that you mention it…

    and horse slobber on my watch.

    Cinder decided that it was his yummy snack this evening, and tried to eat it. 😂 

    nahh, fr tho, riding was good.

    ima be mad sore tomorrow, but it was worth it :wub:

     

    ~ Stick ❤️ 

  4. I really really hate sunburn.

    and stress.

    and anxiety, now that you mention it…

    and horse slobber on my watch.

    Cinder decided that it was his yummy snack this evening, and tried to eat it. 😂 

    nahh, fr tho, riding was good.

    ima be mad sore tomorrow, but it was worth it :wub:

     

    ~ Stick ❤️ 

  5. Congrats on winning the day yesterday!

    (Seems like you really do make people happy, huh?)

  6. thanks for following me!

    (apologies in advance for all the notifications you'll get from all my status updates I'll post)

    :P 

  7. we’re under a tornado watch again. in case you don’t know what that is, it’s basically like “oh my gosh, mom, we could have tacos tonight because we have all the ingredients” but you haven’t actually decided to have tacos. aka there’s all the right conditions for a tornado to appear, but nobody has spotted one. that’s when it becomes a tornado warning and you have to take shelter and the sirens go off.

    nothing too crazy’s going on right now, the sky’s just being a lil suspicious and it’s hella warm and humid with some cool breezes going the other way. prime tornado conditions, but we’ll see what happens

  8. Congrats on winning the day yesterday!

    (Seems like you really do make people happy, huh?)

  9. Guys!

    I went to dinner

    and wrote a poem

    Spoiler

    Mental Picture

     
    I’m imagining
    Somewhere quiet,
    Peaceful.
     
    I’m whisking myself away ,
    Creating a mental picture.
     
    I can go anywhere,
    For imagination has
    No limits.
     
    I’m ignoring the
    Noises.
    The hustle and
    Bustle of
    A crowed
    Restaurant.
     
    I’m ignoring
    The dizziness
    Ignoring the headache.
     
    Trying not
    To focus on
    The banging
    Clanging
    Voices
    Can’t breathe-
     
    Heart racing
    Mind numbing
    Tunnel vision
     
    Blinking back
    The black spots
     
    People behind me
    Reaching for
    Knives
    Kill my family
     
    Can’t breathe-
    Swirling
    Always swirling
    Not hungry
    Have to escape
     
    Run
    Hide
    Disappear
     
    Feel hot and cold
    Flushed
    Dizzy
     
    Good thing
    I’m sitting
    Down
    Or i might
    Pass out
     
    Watch
    Buzzes
    Heart rate
    To fast
     
    Can’t slow down
    Racing
    My mind
    Have to
    Pay
    Attention to
    The children
    Need me
    Can’t not be okay
    For them
     
    Calling my name
    Snap out
    Play their games
    Sit on shaking
    Hands
     
    Mental picture
    Dissipates
    Fading
    Popping into
    Dark swirling
    Mist.
     
    No escape
    Not yet
    Chest feels
    Tight
    Legs shake
    Can’t breathe
    Trying not to
    Hyperventilate
    Hot
    Hot hot hot
     
    Take a sip of
    Water
    The burns my
    Tongue with
    Cold
    But does nothing
    To rid of the
    Internal heat
    And pressure
     
    Can’t find
    My mental picture.
    It’s gone.
     
    ~ Stick 4-26-24

    this is how I write when I'm literally dying.

    my heart great was 106 bpm the ENTIRE time T-T

    I love restaurants guys-

  10. Congrats on winning the day yesterday!

    (Seems like you really do make people happy, huh?)

  11. Okay, as promised!

    SEAL:

    Spoiler

     

     

     

    Food:

    Spoiler

    IMG_5160(2).jpg.f2a88b9b6939ffa0a6c8ba74aedf9552.jpg

    Arts!!!!

    Spoiler

    IMG_5165.jpg.0515545ca03162bd025cc559f5c4a58d.jpgIMG_5166.jpg.93b2b5d93e5556be5a7da12149282e71.jpgIMG_5164.jpg.8108d7ec6f8d39bb0113fcdf72bce37d.jpg

    There you go!!

    (for context read previous SU) 

    ~ Stick ❤️ 

  12. Guys!

    I went to dinner

    and wrote a poem

    Spoiler

    Mental Picture

     
    I’m imagining
    Somewhere quiet,
    Peaceful.
     
    I’m whisking myself away ,
    Creating a mental picture.
     
    I can go anywhere,
    For imagination has
    No limits.
     
    I’m ignoring the
    Noises.
    The hustle and
    Bustle of
    A crowed
    Restaurant.
     
    I’m ignoring
    The dizziness
    Ignoring the headache.
     
    Trying not
    To focus on
    The banging
    Clanging
    Voices
    Can’t breathe-
     
    Heart racing
    Mind numbing
    Tunnel vision
     
    Blinking back
    The black spots
     
    People behind me
    Reaching for
    Knives
    Kill my family
     
    Can’t breathe-
    Swirling
    Always swirling
    Not hungry
    Have to escape
     
    Run
    Hide
    Disappear
     
    Feel hot and cold
    Flushed
    Dizzy
     
    Good thing
    I’m sitting
    Down
    Or i might
    Pass out
     
    Watch
    Buzzes
    Heart rate
    To fast
     
    Can’t slow down
    Racing
    My mind
    Have to
    Pay
    Attention to
    The children
    Need me
    Can’t not be okay
    For them
     
    Calling my name
    Snap out
    Play their games
    Sit on shaking
    Hands
     
    Mental picture
    Dissipates
    Fading
    Popping into
    Dark swirling
    Mist.
     
    No escape
    Not yet
    Chest feels
    Tight
    Legs shake
    Can’t breathe
    Trying not to
    Hyperventilate
    Hot
    Hot hot hot
     
    Take a sip of
    Water
    The burns my
    Tongue with
    Cold
    But does nothing
    To rid of the
    Internal heat
    And pressure
     
    Can’t find
    My mental picture.
    It’s gone.
     
    ~ Stick 4-26-24

    this is how I write when I'm literally dying.

    my heart great was 106 bpm the ENTIRE time T-T

    I love restaurants guys-

  13. Helllloooo hoomanssss!!

    This is a happy/excited/tired yet energetic SU!

    I got amazing food on the way home from the beach and I took a picture

    Unfortunately, the picture isn't picturing, so I'll post it tomorrow!

    We saw a seal at the beach today!!!

    A SEAL!

    IN DELAWARE!!!!

    :D 

    I got a video and I'll post it tomorrow.

    I also wrote a poem about the child I was with and it'll be in my writing thread (linked in about me)

     

    Love you guys!!!

    Thanks for being so awesome!

    ~ Stick ❤️❤️ 

    P.S. THE ARTWORK WORKED AND I'LL ALSO POST TOMORROW!!!! :D 

  14. GUYS!!!

    THE DUCKS ARE

    DUCKING!!!!

    :D 

  15. Yall are getting me addicted to the shard lol, such a good community :P 

  16. Yall are getting me addicted to the shard lol, such a good community :P 

  17. Yall are getting me addicted to the shard lol, such a good community :P 

  18. Yes, yes yes

    I know!

    another SU!

    BUT!

    I'm being a child at 11:00 my time 🥰

    Chillin' on my bed at the rental house in my pajamas and watching Soul Surfer.

    Snuggled in my blanket.

    Does it get more iconic than that?

    The answer is yes.

    It does when Veil is here.

    But she's not, so I'm being iconic all by myself. 

    :D 

    ~ Stick ❤️ 

     

  19. Guys!

    I went to dinner

    and wrote a poem

    Spoiler

    Mental Picture

     
    I’m imagining
    Somewhere quiet,
    Peaceful.
     
    I’m whisking myself away ,
    Creating a mental picture.
     
    I can go anywhere,
    For imagination has
    No limits.
     
    I’m ignoring the
    Noises.
    The hustle and
    Bustle of
    A crowed
    Restaurant.
     
    I’m ignoring
    The dizziness
    Ignoring the headache.
     
    Trying not
    To focus on
    The banging
    Clanging
    Voices
    Can’t breathe-
     
    Heart racing
    Mind numbing
    Tunnel vision
     
    Blinking back
    The black spots
     
    People behind me
    Reaching for
    Knives
    Kill my family
     
    Can’t breathe-
    Swirling
    Always swirling
    Not hungry
    Have to escape
     
    Run
    Hide
    Disappear
     
    Feel hot and cold
    Flushed
    Dizzy
     
    Good thing
    I’m sitting
    Down
    Or i might
    Pass out
     
    Watch
    Buzzes
    Heart rate
    To fast
     
    Can’t slow down
    Racing
    My mind
    Have to
    Pay
    Attention to
    The children
    Need me
    Can’t not be okay
    For them
     
    Calling my name
    Snap out
    Play their games
    Sit on shaking
    Hands
     
    Mental picture
    Dissipates
    Fading
    Popping into
    Dark swirling
    Mist.
     
    No escape
    Not yet
    Chest feels
    Tight
    Legs shake
    Can’t breathe
    Trying not to
    Hyperventilate
    Hot
    Hot hot hot
     
    Take a sip of
    Water
    The burns my
    Tongue with
    Cold
    But does nothing
    To rid of the
    Internal heat
    And pressure
     
    Can’t find
    My mental picture.
    It’s gone.
     
    ~ Stick 4-26-24

    this is how I write when I'm literally dying.

    my heart great was 106 bpm the ENTIRE time T-T

    I love restaurants guys-

  20. guess the song day one!

    level: hard 

    snippet:

    hint one:

    hint two:

    good luck!!! 😁😁😁

  21. Thank you for following me!

    Spoiler

    I'm reeeeaaaly curious so can I ask why? 

     

  22. guess the song day one!

    level: hard 

    snippet:

    hint one:

    hint two:

    good luck!!! 😁😁😁

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