What I won't do for love |
God, I need therapy.No, really, I just need to unload. I need a new perspective. Fresh eyes. I'll see what I can do..Here are the facts: June 8th seems to be a special day. I turn 28 tomorrow. Also, I...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jun 2009 09:59:00 GMT |
yes, I am |
moratorium draws to a closeand love emergesfrom such primordial substanceand magical thoughts which posess a divine will.can we be ready for this?when dreams are sweet,tangle with the daylightjust to ...
Posted by on Tue, 26 May 2009 08:42:00 GMT |
Funny story about a silly girl |
I mentioned once that I sometimes find myself playing dumb. Really, it can be pretty shocking when I catch myself doing it.Maybe not so much playing dumb as being in big time denial...Case in point: I...
Posted by on Thu, 21 May 2009 11:14:00 GMT |
coming clean...part deux? |
I feel a certain obligation to write this. I have no illusions about my ability to change people, but when someone I love is in pain its a reflex for me to be strong for them. Is this some kind of "he...
Posted by on Fri, 15 May 2009 08:54:00 GMT |
Yeah, yeah. |
I do have better things to do, just so you know. Right now my mind needs to be cleaned out..So, whats new? My non-plant based diet is killing me. If you know me you probably already knew that. No more...
Posted by on Sat, 09 May 2009 17:47:00 GMT |
I can't help myself. |
I wrote this two years ago. I've never forgotten it. Its theme is timeless, and in the end, the answer to it hasn't really mattered. Dear future lover..What kind of pill are you exactlyI ponder becau...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 18:22:00 GMT |
adieu! |
I'm coming out of hiding. I'm ready for this.Back when I would have described myself as angst-filled existentialist, I had a theory about relationships. They are a way in which we hide from certain ex...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Apr 2009 09:35:00 GMT |
Nietzsche's Sea |
We navigate a puzzling Kosmoswhere pieces multiplyad infinitumalways as amateurs.Anxiety lessens as we expand;failures still leave there a markhere a markthough the stars, our heartsare still our only...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 19:23:00 GMT |
Magnolias |
I am often reminded of majesty;The magnolias that never should have bloomed--Took root in sand when nothing else would, Spiting the nay-sayers andAnswering Mama's prayers For a signThat we were gonna ...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Mar 2009 20:46:00 GMT |
I'm okay |
What an odd week! I now work for an (in)famous racist and we have our very first African American president. I find my boss strangely endearing, actually. He is quite elderly, forgetful, and some say ...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Jan 2009 18:38:00 GMT |
