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misstertee

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About Me

my love knows nothing of timing or boundaries. it soars, often times, too close to the sun on singed wings until it falls weightlessly from grace. floating in circles around bountiful bodies of mercy and trust. stopping only to feed on the remains of each dead and dying day.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

no offense... but, nobody really. don't worry, i wouldn't want to meet me either. it's not you. it's me. i swear. shit. see?

My Blog

time done spent : letters never sent

trying, failing& flailing limbs to feel for this life I'd be okay with losing. avoiding my dear friend sleep and forgetting to eat her friend, food. [no really I forgot] i feel so damn unpretty when ...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 18:01:00 GMT

L.A. it's a love hate thing.

that's all. thanks for listening.
Posted by on Sat, 15 Jul 2006 20:02:00 GMT

self preservation

i'm oblivious and obviously blanketed with mystery. the story of my life: open ended, huge and heavy, weighty....wet. so, what's in a name? this missTERy is more than a show it's too much ...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Aug 2005 15:52:00 GMT

touch my cup

upstairs from my rusted out heart sits an empty tin cup " to bang along the bars of [my] ribcage" to shake, rattle and roll with the punches to make my void something it's not something i...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Jun 2005 11:07:00 GMT

otherwise speechless

the always over stated, simple and sincere, "How are you?" is so under the rug it's actually gone right now it's rendered completely obsolete averting crisis through hiatus. taking the cake for...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Feb 2005 21:59:00 GMT

rememberance is sad

rememberance is sad cause that too dies i was "too young to remember", mother says. my youth is gone and i don't remember. what happened to those days? those years? these days? coming years? ...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Feb 2005 21:06:00 GMT

After the Fall

"after the fall" my newborn lovechild of: crisis and reflection. largely symbolizing and universalizing a healing heart, liberating it of its hurt. i hear, "mirrors never lie" but, from ti...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Feb 2005 21:06:00 GMT

Human Pain Unknown

Human pain does not let go of its grip at one point in time. Rather, it works its way out of our consciousness over time. There is a season of sadness. A season of anger. A season of tranquillity....
Posted by on Sun, 09 Jan 2005 19:53:00 GMT

every breath is recycled from someone else's lungs

yea i do pretty good coping considering my stubborn disposition (if you call isolating yourself and smoking dope and watching TV coping) see, don't let me fool you i'm not so strong really, ...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Oct 2004 15:57:00 GMT