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Rainyshoes · 11-05-2005, 05:21 PM

Hey...who hasn't been broken apart by a breakup? As creative linguists, most of us tend to focus on describing the pain...the suffocating void of (gasp)...

being alone

As a result, that is what usually dominates our prose as we cope with that gray, nauseating nothingness.

Buuuuuuuuuuuut...let's try capturing something different, if we can?

Yes, as creative linguists, we know that ***IT HURRRRTS, DAMMIT!*** and we're driven to write that pain away. As human beings, however, we know that the hurt and grief process also includes more than a few occasions when the pain takes a back seat to feelings of revenge, retribution, defiance, pride, you name it. And those little demons can prompt some *pretty outrageous* behavior that propels us up, up and away from the degenerative sorrow into some "I'll-be-damned-if-THIS-is-gonna-kill-me! superhero" that is so necessary to the healing process.

Those are the moments when our self-worth is rebuilt...and the stuff we blush and laugh about later.

Laughter, the universal band-aid, makes the monsters go away...monsters who are easily shamed by jesting at their pompous arrogance. THAT'S the emotion I want to capture in this thread...feel free to showcase your own experiences of that bitter, heartbroken little troll of your own that ate a lot of chocolate or repainted your whole room black one evening while you muttered "So what's (s)he got that I don't, huh?!"

Ummm...a cautionary note: IF you can make stalking or obsessive phone calls at all hours of the night HUMOROUS, go for it...otherwise, you'll probably be better off by exercising your Fifth Amendment rights to avoid incriminating yourselves

We've all been through this...and we've all seen the other side of it.

Don't write as though you're under the interrogation spotlight having to apologize for silly, lovelorn moments...write as a member of a big, giant club that understands and have fun with it. If we can't laugh, we die from a toxic overload of tears.

Nothing is worth that

With that, I'll start....

"Meanwhile, In Her Bedroom..."

"So you love her more?", she said with a sneer
and snatched up his picture, along with her shears

She sliced up the photo and wolfed down a Reese's
"But, sweetheart..." she mumbled, "I love you to pieces..."

Then, grabbing her lighter and sparking a flame,
She power-munched Bon Bons while muttering his name

She torched up his letters, continuing to chew
Pausing to scoff "See? I still burn for you!"

Hours and hours later, all chocolate depleted,
And keepsakes destroyed from that bastard who cheated,

She answered the call of her phone's ringing bell
And assured her best friend, "No, I'm coping quite well!"

vonstalhein · 11-07-2005, 04:05 PM

Is humourous indeed. The 'depleted/cheated' rhyme feels a little forced. I'm English so i don't quite get the 'reese's' reference, but i'm guessing it's alcoholic.

tecoyah · 11-07-2005, 04:44 PM

Silly she was, to walk out the door
might miss her boobs though (they're fakes)
not that it matters to me, fucking whore
everyone suffers mistakes
I no longer answer the phone, 'cause its her
begging forgiveness in shame
she tells me shes worthless, and I concur
dont even remember her name
this lesson I give you with femanine wiles
you may want to take it to heart
beware of the man with compassionate smiles
I'm waiting to tear you apart

Rainyshoes · 11-07-2005, 06:15 PM

WONDERFUL, tecoyah!

Thanks for your input, vonstalhein...the Reese's thing is, in fact regional in terms of American candy (Reese's peanut butter cups)

pandafaye · 11-07-2005, 06:55 PM

I love it, Rainyshoes! Wonderful writing! And tecoyah, I love "she tells me shes worthless, and I concur" line. Reminds me of a few times I'd like to have used it.

11-05-2005, 05:21 PM	#1 (permalink)
Rainyshoes Upright Location: Roadside	Heartbreak Hilarity? Hey...who hasn't been broken apart by a breakup? As creative linguists, most of us tend to focus on describing the pain...the suffocating void of (gasp)... being alone As a result, that is what usually dominates our prose as we cope with that gray, nauseating nothingness. Buuuuuuuuuuuut...let's try capturing something different, if we can? Yes, as creative linguists, we know that *IT HURRRRTS, DAMMIT!* and we're driven to write that pain away. As human beings, however, we know that the hurt and grief process also includes more than a few occasions when the pain takes a back seat to feelings of revenge, retribution, defiance, pride, you name it. And those little demons can prompt some pretty outrageous behavior that propels us up, up and away from the degenerative sorrow into some "I'll-be-damned-if-THIS-is-gonna-kill-me! superhero" that is so necessary to the healing process. Those are the moments when our self-worth is rebuilt...and the stuff we blush and laugh about later. Laughter, the universal band-aid, makes the monsters go away...monsters who are easily shamed by jesting at their pompous arrogance. THAT'S the emotion I want to capture in this thread...feel free to showcase your own experiences of that bitter, heartbroken little troll of your own that ate a lot of chocolate or repainted your whole room black one evening while you muttered "So what's (s)he got that I don't, huh?!" Ummm...a cautionary note: IF you can make stalking or obsessive phone calls at all hours of the night HUMOROUS, go for it...otherwise, you'll probably be better off by exercising your Fifth Amendment rights to avoid incriminating yourselves We've all been through this...and we've all seen the other side of it. Don't write as though you're under the interrogation spotlight having to apologize for silly, lovelorn moments...write as a member of a big, giant club that understands and have fun with it. If we can't laugh, we die from a toxic overload of tears. Nothing is worth that With that, I'll start.... "Meanwhile, In Her Bedroom..." "So you love her more?", she said with a sneer and snatched up his picture, along with her shears She sliced up the photo and wolfed down a Reese's "But, sweetheart..." she mumbled, "I love you to pieces..." Then, grabbing her lighter and sparking a flame, She power-munched Bon Bons while muttering his name She torched up his letters, continuing to chew Pausing to scoff "See? I still burn for you!" Hours and hours later, all chocolate depleted, And keepsakes destroyed from that bastard who cheated, She answered the call of her phone's ringing bell And assured her best friend, "No, I'm coping quite well!" Last edited by Rainyshoes; 11-05-2005 at 05:35 PM..

11-07-2005, 04:05 PM	#2 (permalink)
vonstalhein Insane Location: Where You Live.	Is humourous indeed. The 'depleted/cheated' rhyme feels a little forced. I'm English so i don't quite get the 'reese's' reference, but i'm guessing it's alcoholic. __________________ No Win No Fee

11-07-2005, 04:44 PM	#3 (permalink)
tecoyah Illusionary	Silly she was, to walk out the door might miss her boobs though (they're fakes) not that it matters to me, fucking whore everyone suffers mistakes I no longer answer the phone, 'cause its her begging forgiveness in shame she tells me shes worthless, and I concur dont even remember her name this lesson I give you with femanine wiles you may want to take it to heart beware of the man with compassionate smiles I'm waiting to tear you apart __________________ Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

11-07-2005, 06:15 PM	#4 (permalink)
Rainyshoes Upright Location: Roadside	WONDERFUL, tecoyah! Thanks for your input, vonstalhein...the Reese's thing is, in fact regional in terms of American candy (Reese's peanut butter cups)

11-07-2005, 06:55 PM	#5 (permalink)
pandafaye Tilted Location: Maine	I love it, Rainyshoes! Wonderful writing! And tecoyah, I love "she tells me shes worthless, and I concur" line. Reminds me of a few times I'd like to have used it.