The Witch And The Whimsy

Simple Stuff

by deeanefeliciano

  • Always take pictures of the sky when it’s pretty, it probably won’t ever look like that again.
  • Wear that skirt you like, even if your mom says it’s too short.
  • Take off the dark eyeliner and nail polish once in a while, you’ll feel lighter.
  • Chop off your hair if you want, it will grow back eventually.
  • Count the freckles on your arms and draw lines between them, your skin is like the night sky.
  • Sleep under six blankets with the fan on high in the middle of the winter, the sound is soothing.
  • Tell that boy to stop touching your thigh, even if it is flattering.
  • Say thank you and flash a smile when your sister says that you’re outfit is ugly.
  • Raise your hand when you know the answer, even if the class is all upperclassmen.
  • Read that book again, you’ll notice something you didn’t the first time.
  • Don’t drink too much caffeine, you’ll get the jitters and bomb your math test.
  • Wear pencils behind your ears, it’s convenient.
  • Try to talk to people, it won’t kill you.
  • When a cute boy tries to cheat off your test, write the wrong answers and change them later.
  • It’s ok to feel happy, don’t let other person’s sadness make you feel bad.

Wistful

by deeanefeliciano

There it goes again. That moment when a glimpse of his smile crosses her mind and her bones has lost all its strength. She lit a stick of cigar and relished the bitter taste of smoke in her mouth. She lies alone in bed that summer night, haunted by the songs he sang her. Haunted by how he used to trace her spine with his fingertips. She remembers the disgusting taste of alcohol on his mouth and how she felt with his eyes fixed on her. There was never a ring on her finger. But they both know he doesn’t need a ring to own her heart. He owns her every inch, every strands of her long hair. She was all his. He was never hers.

34 Excuses for Why We Failed at Love

by deeanefeliciano

1. I’m lonely so I do lonely things.
2. Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.
3. You hate women, just like your father and his father, so it runs in your blood.
4. I was wandering the derelict car park of your heart looking for a ride home.
5. You’re a ghost town I’m too patriotic to leave.
6. I stay because you’re the beginning of the dream I want to remember.
7. I didn’t call him back because he likes his girls voiceless.
8. It’s not that he wants to be a liar; it’s just that he doesn’t know the truth.
9. I couldn’t love you, you were a small war.
10. We covered the smell of loss with jokes.
11. I didn’t want to fail at love like our parents.
12. You made the nomad in me build a house and stay.
13. I’m not a dog.
14. We were trying to prove our blood wrong.
15. I was still lonely so I did even lonelier things.
16. Yes, I’m insecure, but so was my mother and her mother.
17. No, he loves me he just makes me cry a lot.
18. He knows all of my secrets and still wants to kiss me.
19. You were too cruel to love for a long time.
20. It just didn’t work out.
21. My dad walked out one afternoon and never came back.
22. I can’t sleep because I can still taste him in my mouth.
23. I cut him out at the root, he was my favorite tree, rotting, threatening the foundations of my home.
24. The women in my family die waiting.
25. Because I didn’t want to die waiting for you.
26. I had to leave, I felt lonely when he held me.
27. You’re the song I rewind until I know all the words and I feel sick.
28. He sent me a text that said “I love you so bad.”
29. His heart wasn’t as beautiful as his smile
30. We emotionally manipulated one another until we thought it was love.
31. Forgive me, I was lonely so I chose you.
32. I’m a lover without a lover.
33. I’m lovely and lonely.
34. I belong deeply to myself. 

By: Warsan Shire

Appreciation Post: Signal Fire – Snow Patrol

by deeanefeliciano

He was the cutest spider.

Hello, 2015

by deeanefeliciano

“I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re doing something. So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is. Art, or love, or work or family or life. Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, do it. Make your mistakes, next year and forever.” – NG

Through Another Person’s Eyes

by deeanefeliciano

I have no single intention of writing about anything tonight. Or anything about this year as it approaches its end. Today is the last day of 2014 and most of the people I know who kept blogs have already written a review of how their year had been. I was just trying to look for an account associated with my email when I accidentally stumbled upon a friend’s blog posts in the internet. We haven’t been out together since college so I got curious on what she’s up to lately. I was surprised with what was written on her blog.

“Deeane: I met this book enthusiast lass in her first year in the university. A bit nerdy, very nonchalant as she calls herself. Deeane introduced me the world of books. I haven’t read book, other books to be specific, unless told by a professor. Yet Deeane showed me a different side. You read books that teachers don’t recommend. Buy things that makes you smile at all cost. (Freedom)” – CT

I always thought it was wonderful to have a chance to see myself through other people’s eyes. That way, I could see a lot more clearly on how my behavior and decisions affect those around me. Though I thought I am so unfitting to likely inspire others, I am glad her blog entry confirmed that I was able to convince at least one person to open up books and read. I may have lost sharp vision due to excessive reading at some point in time but I will never regret that. And I know she or anyone else who like to read feels the same way. And to my dear friend CT who wrote the blog post, if you get to read this, thank you. I had been looking for signs for a long time now and you had been my wake-up call!

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