mud mask |
when all my strength has been sapped from my bonesfrom holding up the layers that i've covered myself deep inescaping from the light that penetrates sinbreathing in, my own air, and out againreach dee...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 08:47:00 PST |
diamonds aint got nothing on him |
i'd trade diamonds for a man with heart. Who finishes what he starts and finds a way to do what's right, even when the money looks a little tight. Who stops to ask me about my day, listening to make s...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 09:01:00 PST |
oh sister of eve |
how could she bite the fruit forbiddenwrite it down oh womantell us your storyhow you wanted some glory for yourselfand made sure he tried it toooh what some men will doand oh what some men will not d...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Thu, 06 Sep 2007 11:12:00 PST |
trash |
i dont throw people awayor do ias i think and sighof all the ones who i let inand all that i considered friendswho laughed with me late hours of nightand somehow made the world seem rightat that momen...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 07:00:00 PST |
wonders of free |
it could be nicewarmtouch mysterystare into meknowlovewatch me sleepinglisten for my breathinghealingwaiting for somethingbreathtakingdebatingif i should take another chanceon what i dont knowand have...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Mon, 03 Sep 2007 02:37:00 PST |
i wish i wrote this, but i feel it through and through |
"Stronger Than Me"Amy WinehouseYou should be stronger than me You've been here 7 years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man, Not pale in comparison to who you think I am, You alway...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 10:36:00 PST |
easy come, easy go |
as i sat on the mountain that overlooks my neighborhood and simultaneously the rest of the city, i was thinking about struggle and process... how human beings learn great lessons, usually begins with ...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 10:30:00 PST |
clearing my plate |
my mom used to say i had to clear my plate before i got up from dinner. Ofcourse- tv- my little brother- and who can forget desert- was always calling my name and i had to finish up my food to move on...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Sat, 28 Jul 2007 11:49:00 PST |
consolation prizes are no longer in my vocabulary |
this is actually going to be a real blog. i dont know why i do it, but i continue to drink a latte every few months in the middle of the day- without eating much- and my body on caffeine is not the be...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 02:13:00 PST |
i apologize for the monotony of my blogs |
it has been brought to my attention -
(which i was already painfully aware of)
that my blogs may be sickeningly repetetive
circling on themes of brokenhearted crapola
and wishing for somekind of rom...
Posted by o' the beauty of mystery on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 09:55:00 PST |
