I am emo-Ethan, but most people just call me Ethan. Or Ethun-cat, or Eefram. I have to say that i like to meet new people, and talk, and insert random commas everywhere i feel necessary. I never learned as a kid the convential rules of grammar. Talk to me, follow me, and i will talk/follow back. Like languages, speak to me in one other than english? Like music? i like music too. Tell me whom you like and reccommend someone to me. Just talk to me or else i will talk to myself on here :)
You, my saviore,
Are a woman whom pays me no heed when I need.
But that is what I need most. MOST.
You are a great friend. You even follow me on here.
You are a great elf-princess.
Whilst I am a Ranger of the North. Stern, ruggèd, complusive.
You are a fair maiden, I am possessed by madness.
but I like you more, and more.
It’s just I, am afraid. More than I let on.
My demons have been stirred in Dwarrowdelf, Moria, kazzad—-fuck it.
You already percieve much, so you saw what I realised way back in Mrs. Fords study hall. Yes, details can get me in so much trouble.
But you my fair maiden, are worth it. So waste not away.
But hopefully you choose this Ethan-cat. For you, I can only give my life.
and that Is succh a small price to pay for someone so fair, innocent, and gracefully pleasant. =]
And this all is based upon a true story.
So lets get to the point, lets get down and dirty,
Lets delve deeper than the oceans depths, and climb higher to enlightenment upon the highest of peaks. Our mountains have been eroded much as of late, such is our fate. We’ve all become such valleys of our former glorified selves,
High, and proud. For it’s been history’s struggle to move those mountains deemed impassable. Easier and Easier, lets just make our selves passable, passified.
Lets just pass on that for now.
Concerning love, I love whom I wish. Niether love nor anyone in particular holds sway over my heart. Yet, A shadow, deep and black has been emerging, growing and feeding on the love in my heart, but, but, but it hold no merit in my mind. For if I wish it to begone, it may depart. Never for good. Never forever. So I am careful what I wish for, in these days lengethened to a lifetime in twenty-four hours.
Concerning hate, I don’t.
Concerning fate, doom is a self-fufilling prophecy. I can lie to you, so I will. For I know most everything there is to know. My eyes, they are clear as the sky after the clouds drop rains, but my fate is greater than I, I am bigger, just one part of a whole tapestry of fates and dooms until the end. Until doomsday. Until today.
Piercing as the light at dawn, I’ve become. Warm, overwhelming, too great to imagine, too proud to be swayed. Too much of everything. Too much overdosing on endorphines. Just too much excess.
Concerning you, well. I’ve always loved you, I’ve always denied myself the pleasure of you. Out of fear, for I was once a coward, but now the clouds have left, and my eyes and ears long for your sight and laughter.
Its as though you’ve already moved on a little, but I will wait, for a very long time. This terrible doom will write great love and sorrow in the story books of old. We shall become great as Luthien and Beren. But you, you are mortal, whilst I am of the Eldar Kindred…
-BY: Ethan Thomas
The Starting Line “Night And Weekends”
Can’t get enough of this song. It’s so based on a true story! haha
Seth, The Way Toward Health (via oceanofmind)
yeah yup Lauren. yeah yup
The Spill Canvas, The Tide
IM DADE. in Eefram form
i could find out how to ask you a question/send you a message on here. OTHERWISE IWOUDL HAVE =]
I dont have much faith in humanity,
We as a race tend to not right our wrongs,
We as a people tend to quarrel endlessly without resolve.
I as a person tend to grieve the loss of nature,
While venture capitialist and oil tycoons take over thee.
So as forge my three elvish Rings of Power,
No Sauron will have a hand in their making,
He, the enemy of the free peoples shall never lay his great Eye, on top of Barad-dur,
In Mordor, on my rings of impecable, imperishable, imortal beauty.
For in these rings I transfer my will to govern my people,
But If evil can always take physical form why must we fear the shadow,
And not weild a more powerful, more terrible creation.
For hate breeds hate, Hate breeds orcs,
But the One true god, Eru, he was before this world,
And created it of his own thought…”I think therefore I am”…
Maybe He, He might be Descartes…He might not.
For I, I am an elf, un-named as of yet, for I,
I am bound to the life force of this world, Bound to it I stay,
Bound to it through love eternal, And that is why, I can not pray any longer.
For The Valar, they hear our prayers but do not pay much heed,
They don’t at all, everyone prays and hopes for better.
They send messengers to those special, those few select,
The strong ones who can handle their awesome power.
For I think therefore I am.
I can create anything with my will,
I can break anything with my will,
I can not create life or take it away.
Those are not within my powers…
Believe me I’ve tried both on myself.
Believe me when i tell you I am an Elf,