firstly, if you've never taken a pee in the woods, i can't relate to you :)humm....
i don't believe we find love. i believe we make our own love....sometimes we make it out in the open, like children making mud pies, letting them bake in the summer sun..always crumbling and never nourishing...some people pluck and strain it, concocting some potion to preserve it, to store it on cellar shelves....and some of us, breed it in our own little hidden laboratories, waiting several life cycles to see if it will live, then hunching over it, smothering it when we finally succeed....
i don't believe in trying to make things sound better than they are...i don't like polite, glossy conversation but awkward sillences are killers so i'm usually stuck with one or the other..ummmmmm...i wanna go skydiving, even though i'm TERRIFIED of heights, and climb to some absurb summit in below freezing temperatures...i figure the next best thing to dying is not dying and living to remember the thrill and frailty of it ;) i wouldn't mind a shark bite scar as long as it wasn't across my face and utterly deforming...i figure you don't fully appreciate your bones til they've been broken and you have to go through every day of their healing...hum...i never pray except TO those that pray for me...
yep....I started the Campus Freethought Alliance Charter as well as Viva La Vulva at UNCC. I also wrote a weekly atheist column for NinerOnline for a while and was named number five of the 10 Most Prominent People on UNCC campus 2001, before moving to Norwich, England for two years...now, i live through the past. isn't that how it works? sometimes, i sit in the bathroom (for acoustic purposes) and sing the blues. it's sad.
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