Time |
Time is supposed to be constant, but it seems so fickle. One moment I am five. I am running. My hair is a dark ribbon flying out behind me. My shoes are scuffed from rubbing against...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Nov 2008 22:06:00 GMT |
skin deep |
there are certain daysi wish i was beautiful.that the sight of perfection gleaming off of my skinwould stop traffic and envoke jealousy even among the opposite sex.there are certain daysi wish you wou...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 02:01:00 GMT |
A new number to call a new year is exactly that...no more no less |
2008, another year of violence. Peacemakers shotdown lying belly up, eyes glazed over in surprise. Struggling masses taste the concrete from the stampede the rich create in order to make i...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Dec 2007 19:26:00 GMT |
what is love? |
love is what opens the door for you, with a genuine smile. love puts on a dress and lipstick...just for you. love will hold you gently in the middle of the night and love always sounds perf...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 09:35:00 GMT |
this is a story about a cake... |
So, my uncle was going to get married before he was moving out to Florida. I got the annoouncement, in the form of a phone call, about 3 days before the big day and my grandmother asked if I cou...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 14:03:00 GMT |
Unconditional |
Do you ever think about that first kiss? How your hands were charting The unknown valleys of me My hands a tangled mess in your arms Lips teasing Hips leaning You tasted me And I was drowning Lost i...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Jun 2007 18:58:00 GMT |
I rock, I rule |
OMG, I freakin rule!no wait, I rock!I can cook, can you? that's right. I didn't buy that yummy pic which has replaced my cute face. Hell no, I put sweat into that fabulous thing ther...
Posted by on Sat, 12 May 2007 22:11:00 GMT |
