The Young Bubble

If in a dark and lonesome place a heart falls to the ground shattering into a million pieces, does anyone hear it? -TYB

I stand a hollow carcass of a girl I once thought myself to be. self sufficient and drive my insides teem with unending waves of darkness. light  has no chance here in this shadow land for the shadows have engulfed the thing itself there remains nothing to shed light upon the shade takes pleasure in imbibing any light that dares to come for the girl I once knew the girl I so desire to be the girl who is gone that girl has become the shadow and the shadows become her the only end to this ...  a darker shadow enveloping the entire existence. Then, somewhere in time and space that girl can, once more, be...; I know I make it hard to do but,... Stay bubbly! TYB

To those nights when night sheds light on the cavity within you... When you realize the hours past are hours too far gone to be recollected; never to be caught; there will be no recycling of then for now... When your brain knows which way to go. And serendipitously, so does your heart but the "how?" purrs cooingly masking the crouching tiger hidden by a fog of uncertainties... When tears form and dissipate at equilibrium because you cause tears and cry and accuse you of being the cage that holds you captive and the captor has no right to let saltwater down this face... When you ache at the fact of tomorrow night being one of those nights because yesterday too was one of those nights. I know I make it hard to do but,... Stay bubbly! TYB

Hey bubbles, This movie brought me to tears several times. I think that this should be aired in middle schools everywhere. And Lord God will you give me the wisdom to discern if any of my children neices or nephews, or cousins are facing  such trials in any aspect of their lives. I am twenty something years old and I could relate to these characters. The being bullied though not to that extent. THANK GOD. For if it was so i would not be here writing anything. The feeling of having no where to turn to even if to the onlooker there were so many routes that could have been taken. I especially liked that the bully  was also humanized and not made out to be the villain always but the broken person that all people are. And again that feeling of having no where to turn yet turning out frustrations on the ones who care; Something most people still do as adults. But thats for another time when I am ready to turn down that topic. This was a story that does how sad both roles really are. And

Hey bubblies. Fangirling is such a rush of adrenaline. When your "bias" appears somewhere or is recorded doing something cool or what on the ever; uber "kyaaaa" or other girly excited sound (p.s. I have actually "kyaaaaa!"ed while fangirling, lol)  Its all cool and dandy till it passes a line. That line is crossed when we follow them after spotting with a in hand pointed them recording what we aren't sure they would have liked publicized. Its like paparazzi only with guerrilla tactics. Everybody could whip out a camera, kindly ask for a signature or picture or and follow you around without your say so. Yeah, nothing bad is said. In fact, a lot of [idol]ization goes on (didja catch the pun? huhuhuhu).  But still, being filmed when you didn't intend on it can be stressful. So lets be fan-persons (boys and girls) who are respectful of the other person's feelings, bias or otherwise. Let's not trigger their fight or flight mechanisms,