Moving once again... |
So, here I am again... with all of my belongings stowed away in cardboard boxes. It gets old fast. I want my own place already. Sick of the dorms and college life. I should graduate already.I wanted t...
Posted by Ari on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 10:54:00 PST |
On the edge of... something |
So... lately I've been getting this feeling I'm heading for something. Nothing special... we each have had life-changing experiences and epiphanies and whatnot. But since this is MY...
Posted by Ari on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 03:45:00 PST |
I am a phenomenal woman! |
Maya Angelou wrote a poem that completely describes my sentiments right now! I am a phenomenal woman! You cannot hurt me anymore!!!Phenomenal Woman Pretty women wonder where my secret lies....
Posted by Ari on Sun, 20 Aug 2006 07:10:00 PST |
From here, you can only go up... |
Things always get better. Always. Life is looking up. I'm happy. And I'm happy I can say that so freely.
Posted by Ari on Sun, 11 Jun 2006 10:10:00 PST |
The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows About |
I'm in one of those moods. I'll never have you. Damn. I'm sinking like a stone in the sea. I'm burning like a bridge for your body. Heh. God, I know what that means. I should be being productive... bu...
Posted by Ari on Mon, 06 Mar 2006 11:49:00 PST |
Chronology of a broken heart |
As he walked away,as he offered one lonely choice,as I cried and begged,as he looked back at me,I was standing.
As he kissed me,as he filled me,as he stopped,as he left the door ajar,I did not faulter...
Posted by Ari on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Frank Zappa... |
... is very good. Give me your dirty love. Coma-inducing dirty love.
Great Googa Mooga!
Posted by Ari on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Black and Orange Adonis |
The butterflies were born in February.
The oldest, Marjorie, was seen picking flowers in the northern courtyard.
The twins, Pam and Sam, though afraid to leave their crib, will always have each ot...
Posted by Ari on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Narcissism |
I hate it when people fall in love with themselves. Degrading to the senses. Get a hold of yourself; you are not that special...
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Posted by Ari on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Youkai... |
A rudimentary feeling pulses through my veins.
This demon eats away at my soul;
never saciated, always wanting, craving the very essence of which I am.
No other option than to give in.
And as I do...
Posted by Ari on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
