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Is it okay to get a new favorite color the older you get? Like the old one just doesn't do it for you anymore and you feel like you're having an affair always looking at the new color? Looking at colors as you get older feels a lot like deciding who you are going to date. You walk by something bright Red and you think my god that is beautiful, and then it sets in, that is the angriest color of them all. Or that red remind you of the bright red cheeks you get when you are embarrassed. Or you see the bright red, and think about the satin red sheets you saw on your twitter feed and how you would love to do nothing but make sweet love on some bright red silk sheets. lustful and passionate. I see the color orange while sitting in subway eating your sandwich. The bright orange on the Cheetos is so inviting and playful... its almost as if its given you some kind of energy. I Step outside and i see the color green and I drink it up. Green is good, green is comfortable. I see Green trees that are a hundred years old and that means green gives you life. I could live a comfortable life with green but i would be missing something. I look up from touching the green leaves and focus my attention on the blue above. There is so much blue its almost overbearing, but blue likes the cry sometimes and I think blue is just to sad for me to want to be with. Blue is calm one minutes, and sad the next. Purple isn't something that gets seen all to often but when i do see it, it often seems mysterious to me. It's so mysterious to me that it is almost a luxury, and i can't afford that. Then there are the monotones, Like grey, black and white. Grey is just there, always filling the space, grey is a push over and always being walked on. Black, now she's had all the colors, so full of life, but always so cold and harsh. White on the other hand, now that's pure. White is the virgin of all the colors. just waiting to be mixed with something else. She's eager, but shes scared, and shes not for me. My first love affair with a color was pink. Pink just brought cheeriness to the room, pink also meant love, and I did love her, but she's just not for me anymore. Because I am Having an affair with the color Yellow. Yellow stands strong, she is happy and bright even in the darkest days, you can see her shining in the dark of the night. Yellow also has caution tape around her warning that she could be dangerous, because once you fall for her, you are complete ecstasy. Today, I think I'm going to eat the yellow paint, so that the feeling of ecstasy will flow from within me. Sorry pink, I'm in love with yellow now.
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You are so good with COLOURS!!!! Just saying!! ;)
ReplyYep, true!! I was impressed!
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