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About Me

This is probably the only thing you need to know about me:

If yoU kNOw me
thIS doES Not AppLY

Sometimes you have to get on top of furniture to prove you are better than it.

bLACk, WHite, and ReD
OUtfiTS on FEmalEs

ASiAn
INfluENce

i fANcy dARk
gOThiC stYLe ArT

i eNjOY
caPTiVatiNg doLLs

i LOVe
DigITaL deSIgn

YoU hAVe nEvEr SeeN
ArT untIL yOu cLOSE yOUr eyEs

LoAdeD
?QueSTioNs?

sLeeVes pULLed
OvEr hANds

deSpeRaTe
MeaSUreS

LoOSe
ENdS

tOUchinG hER FaCE
beFORe a kiSS

RandOM
CapiTaLzatIOn

CHUnkY
HigH hEeLS

UNansWEred
WishES

paRtiCaptING in thE
UNthinkABLE

GraCEfuL
IrrESponsIbILitY

My Interests

aRt
MusIC

I'd like to meet:

Co - wORKerS
in tHe FacTory of LifE

my CALeNDaR

Music:

EvERy
KinD, ShApe, and FOrM

Heroes:

TrUtH
SpiTTeRs

sTEphEn
CoLBerT

My Blog

my poor, confused self

well i have reached a time in my life where things seem to be going ok for me... and i a frightened to DeATH !!! everytime things are going well for me i usually seem to mess them up. brandy and ...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Thu, 31 May 2007 06:38:00 PST

speak to the people and they will listen

remember hypercolor t-shirts?you touch it and it changes color.that was like a shirt with a function, a purpose.thats dope.kinda like this shirt i use for toliet paperi call it T-SHiT [custom t-shits ...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Thu, 03 May 2007 11:51:00 PST

How do YoU think it would be...

how do you think it would be, if we let everything inside free? how do you think it would feel, if i caressed your hip bone until you received that familiar chill? what would your responsive lips...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 05:56:00 PST

i am the me you need

you still need me minus me you can't be you can't breathe you can't see happy you may seem but without me nightmares take your dreams chained or free you can't forget me ...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 03:30:00 PST

a passage from the GREATEST BOOK EVER

This is an excert from the book, The Alphabet of Manliness by MADDOX. The book was a Christmas gift from the dearly loved brother, William. His wisdom of locating this literature has changed my l...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 03:49:00 PST

The Sun Relaxed her Grip

Could the heat of her own breath soothe her discontent. His promises fell on deaf ears, but what he said he meant. Gradually, the sun began to hide. They both refused to let go of feelings crammed dee...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 11:02:00 PST

Letting Herself Remember

She peeled through the memories embedded in her mind. She hung her emotions on one, and it felt like her eyes laid upon it for the first time. She could still taste his breath. She had searched, but n...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Thu, 07 Dec 2006 05:05:00 PST

FareWell dear saint of apathy.

she had forgotten the gift. she had misplaced her shell. she had lost the right to execute emotions. she could only stand still... ...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 06:22:00 PST

Dropping the Only Answer

He slowly drew them up and studied his own hands. Oh my, how they have been worn thin fulfilling a million unappreciated demands. He couldn't locate the words to let himself understand. What he h...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 03:33:00 PST

You may notice a difference...

She molds me into wind. A wind so free. A breeze authorized to do as it may please. A winnow that bypasses obstacles with ease. Ever changing and rearranging it's current to rustle the mighty oak leav...
Posted by truth_s[P]itter on Fri, 22 Sep 2006 03:07:00 PST