smothers |
Tom: You can tell who's running the country by how much clothes people wear, see? Dick: Do you mean that some people can afford more clothes on, and some people have... less on? Is that what you me...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Thu, 13 Dec 2007 09:37:00 PST |
angellust |
Hey all you Creatives!!! If you want exsposure contact me for my blog on designers, music, and art!!! I'm finally advertinsing on it and Google is paying me everytime someone clicks on one of th...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 02:54:00 PST |
These days |
These days are getting dark and lonesome.I feel myself pulling inside.It's hard when you know the ending before it happens.It's hard when you know it's better to play along.I'm tired__________________...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Tue, 24 Oct 2006 05:16:00 PST |
Don't trip my wire |
can you ever really forgive if you cant forget?
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
i cried again |
time is catching up with me
im pressured twisted and implored
to finish projects and fill up space
someone else just won first place
and here i am still racing on
my cause my balance shifted
when the...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Fri, 07 Apr 2006 06:40:00 PST |
destroy everything you touch |
sincere delusion is believing in your own lies...denial leads the list of ways that addicts distort reality..my suspicion and paranoia heighten my sense of alienation...vicodin is probably the only th...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Fri, 03 Feb 2006 03:52:00 PST |
She's preparing for the flood |
"Even where love has run thinthe child's soul musters strength...--the rush of purpose to make a lifeworth living past abandonmentbuilding the layers up againover the torn hole."...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Wed, 04 Jan 2006 03:18:00 PST |
paper bag |
Time is a swift, sneaky presenceSo constant, so ruthlessSo entirely frighteningIt moves in on meLike a pair of closing wallsCrying for innocently pending bloodTo dress their immaculate facesIt chases ...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Wed, 21 Dec 2005 02:25:00 PST |
into dust |
That night the weatherman announcesWinter storm heading our way,three zillion inches of snow expected.He is a fortuneteller, a gypsy of weather.I have blank dreams:marshmallow clouds and a white sea c...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Sun, 04 Dec 2005 12:53:00 PST |
for someone i knew |
Your sweet scent still lingers inAir where you haven't been in months.The ghost of you still haunts us Daily;I search you out because you areStill alive in my world.In the quietest of rooms, I can he...
Posted by ♥ Ponelli on Tue, 01 Nov 2005 08:53:00 PST |
