! |
Just know that you mean everything to me.
Posted by Stephanie. on Sun, 28 Oct 2007 12:48:00 PST |
Moscas |
You were tremulous. You expressed through broken sentences and unsuccessfully repressed groans that you had an immense fear of death. Your convictions were not in tact therefore you clung onto the ver...
Posted by Stephanie. on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 11:05:00 PST |
I miss those grass stains.. |
In time as our spirits wane our minds slowly reach coherency. As of late I've expected little to nothing out of people. As relationships progress, I back away as I have a strong premonition of failure...
Posted by Stephanie. on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 11:57:00 PST |
Te quiero mucho. |
The taste lingering amongst our mouths had grown bitter, the air had gone stale, and the blandishment was rendered insincere. We both kept our drinking pace synchronized yet were compelled by complete...
Posted by Stephanie. on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 01:13:00 PST |
Free. |
This is the point where I turn away from Religion, once again.
Let me ask you something,
How can we demonstrate god's love for people if we're going to judge them?
How can we show our truly enlig...
Posted by Stephanie. on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 11:20:00 PST |
Lovesick Bastard. |
As of late you've been feeling particularly alone, but you have been forcing yourself to remain optimistic for the sake of keeping your anxiety to a bare minimum. This morning the sound of the r...
Posted by Stephanie. on Sat, 04 Aug 2007 11:25:00 PST |
The blows been softened. |
Remember, not so long ago-when you told me that you just wanted to get closer to me?""Yeah. Why?"The room remained silent. The only thing to provoke thought was any slight clamor.Through the inevitabl...
Posted by Stephanie. on Fri, 03 Aug 2007 10:59:00 PST |
Words have left us pt1. |
There was something about him
so beautiful that
words just left me.
Aggression arose
deep-knee through pity
There, less of emotion
Sitting here, ogling
raw as you are
when you were outnumbered.
Pointe...
Posted by Stephanie. on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 10:38:00 PST |
Words have left us [climax.end] |
You're the trigger
to a
feeling
in my stomach
That overtakes me
consumes me
with such an indescribable
yet distinct
sickness
Desire is what compels me
to wrap my fingers
around a tiny sheet of...
Posted by Stephanie. on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 10:43:00 PST |
It's a sweet summer's night. |
AndIt's all overAll of the comfort ever soughtWarm collections of airThrough tight, skin-rich crevicesOverMuscles contractNostrils expandIt's over, It's overFor the first time our forlorn, weary, indi...
Posted by Stephanie. on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 10:12:00 PST |
