in the end |
I seriously didn't think I was going to make it through last week. whether it was my insecurities ruining my day or the lack of sleep and food all week that was slowly driving me in... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 11:38:00 PST |
what's in a title? |
I anxiously await your return.I miss your mind, body and soul.our feelings deeply burn.the sight of you walking out my door aches like a nail in my chest.minutes drag into new minutes now.minutes mani... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 09:06:00 PST |
random writing part 1 |
I feel this urge to write but I have nothing to write about. nothing to draw any creative energy from. no current emotions trying to push out. just a flat, boring state. what do you write about when y... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 03:04:00 PST |
justify |
Once there was a time when we could learn all the simple pleasantries a follower should yearn now all that I can do is watch them burn and wish that I could save them all, or just one See the Fa... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 04:56:00 PST |
space invaders... rex and lolita |
I used to think of life as straightnot like as a sweet dreamnow the clock reads lateand I miss you.Youre still on my my mind and lipsyour scent lingers in the airmy skin and still feel your finger tip... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 08:25:00 PST |
the dawn of night. |
imagine if you will a never-ending sunsetclouds of cotton and silka picnic table of cotton and grassa moment surpassing infinitythe reaching of two hands wrapping aroundeach other. the gentlenessof yo... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 09:01:00 PST |
unknown |
I wish I didnt bleed, didn't waste years,use life for more than its worth.From falling to flying, I've seen the worlddifferent directions for every wind.Slowly everything fades, turns to blackjealousy... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 08:21:00 PST |
Proust |
Proust once said, "When we chat, it is no longer we who speak... we are fashioning ourselves then in the likeness of other people, and not of a self that differs from them". Reading this can only make... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 06:56:00 PST |
It's Tuesday |
and I sit at my cluttered desk, the sky is grey and white on blue. the feel of the inside air is calm but through the glass the energy can only be measured by how fast the tree branches dance. the dro... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 01:06:00 PST |
Godzilla posted this, and I believe it to be true... |
Differences between Women and Men 1. NAMES If Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara go out for lunch, they will call each other Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara. If Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom go ou... Posted by she calls me buster! I love it! on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 07:52:00 PST |