lameology |
may 17
My head was in his hands and it was down and it was hurt. Blackness, emptiness and nothingness. I knew what love was until that day. His hand escaped the tangles of my lifeless hair and he...
Posted by ceal on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 06:29:00 PST |
Drop it like its hot |
When the pigs try to get at yea, park it like it's hot
park ur name here soulja boys 'n' girls
Posted by ceal on Wed, 14 May 2008 06:59:00 PST |
short story 2 |
"Chug, chug, chug, chug!" I don’t know where I am or how I got here. Glug, glug, glug, glug. The beer pours down my throat. Tonight I’ve come to the realization that saying yes is far easi...
Posted by ceal on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 06:50:00 PST |
short story 1 |
It was years ago; three, maybe four now. His cold grip and warm smirk still haunt my mind as they did the night it happened. Walking down Main Street towards the row of c...
Posted by ceal on Sun, 20 Jan 2008 08:16:00 PST |
do you know me? |
Tell me who I am, tell me anything you've figured out about me. I'll accept good and bad!
Posted by ceal on Wed, 02 Jan 2008 07:25:00 PST |
photography |
This is what happens when there is a deadline on my creativity.I had to take some pictures for Photography class, and knowing me, I left it until the last minute.April 9, 2007:I'm updating. These pict...
Posted by ceal on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 04:30:00 PST |
