So, my friend just said this to me. I found it seriously funny, and needed to share.
Friend: "So, what are llama badges even used for? Like, what's the point? You just get them and give them to people... like a disease."
Growing PainsGrowing Pains by ~desertfox89
Gently laid upon the dust
Faint glimpses of a timeless love
Nestled deep in winter's embrace
Hidden pressures purge the clay
Waiting, sleeping, drinking, dreaming
Flexing, shaking, tensing, aching
Enveloped thick in densest fog
Creation formed amongst the thaw
Whilst pale light frames a whispered form
Shadows dance upon the thorns
Stretching, seething, flexing, breathing
Searching, seeking, turning, breaching
As summer's sun invades the dirt
Reflections speak of priceless worth
Soft ground unfurls yielded fruit
The heavens mumble priceless truth
Reaching, chasing, leaning, racing
Pushing, yearning, breaking,
Words Of A SonWords Of A Son by ~desertfox89
In the quiet still of morning's first light
I sit quietly upon the hill and ponder
Slides and memories wish to show me my life
But all that interests me is this feeling
Gratitude bursts forth from deep inner wells
Reservoirs forged of sweat, blood, and tears
Hidden lakes formed slowly, ever slowly, over twenty-some years
What is the price of a virtuous woman?
Who can measure her value and worth?
What can be said of the love that you've given?
What can be said of your selfless, poured-out life?
If mere words could suffice, I would write you a ballad
A musical epic befitting your strength
But thankfully dear, I can do so much bette