grace...or lack there of |
For once, I'll live up to the name you've given me. So, here goes:
I honestly hope for your own sake, that you have a deeper reason for hating me.
Maybe it's the fact that I'm more of a person than y... Posted by Erin Elise on Sat, 05 May 2007 11:25:00 PST |
slamming doors |
ignoring you is my pleasure...
so please... continue to waste a breath of air on words that won't hurt my feelings, won't mean a thing once their said, and will be forgotten tomorrow.
and Please... c... Posted by Erin Elise on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 02:55:00 PST |
Birthdays |
My Dearest Erin,It's an odd thing wishing someone a Happy Birthday, especially when thatsomeone is Ms. Erin Elise Horton. I'll admit that I was faced with quite aquagmire, as I always am with bi... Posted by Erin Elise on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 06:09:00 PST |
My new favorite song |
So as I go home for Spring Break this is all I have to say to you:Hand out the windowFloating on airJust a flip of the wristAnd I am waving you goodbyeDrive through your town on the way homeWhere... Posted by Erin Elise on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 10:22:00 PST |
I win |
You were so endearing. You got me to let go and Trust while you got what you wanted. Then you went another direction with the bending of the light. I know I remember it right. I carried on just fine b... Posted by Erin Elise on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 10:39:00 PST |
get ready... this one's not short |
What enalbes a person to hold on through the years believing in a God they cannot see, especially during times of stress and pain, times in which the presence of God is not only not keenly felt, ... Posted by Erin Elise on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 01:33:00 PST |
Just a day... |
Him: "Happy Valentine's Day... I guess..."
Her: "People like us don't say that... Only people who are hooked up say that... for
every... Posted by Erin Elise on Thu, 15 Feb 2007 05:31:00 PST |
Sundays |
I've been sleeping on the sofa, Now I'm laying in my Sunday best,I've been thinkin over Friday,I could swear I'm sleeping less and less...and the ocean's getting warmer,and so... Posted by Erin Elise on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 09:01:00 PST |
If I lived till I was 102 |
I drink good coffee every morning that comes from a place that's far away. And when I'm done I feel like talking but without you here there is less to sayI don't want you thinking I'm unhappy but What... Posted by Erin Elise on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 09:06:00 PST |
Love is... |
thick like blood... like honey
You want to catch your breath and you want to get out. But as you surface you don't really know how to live upon the solid ground... and sometimes it's just easier to le... Posted by Erin Elise on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 09:03:00 PST |