The name unknown is now known. |
I found this in my past as well... and yet now I know I can fill the name in.Thursday, November 25, 2004To him whose name is still unknown:When I say that you're the one, what I'm trying to say is tha... Posted by Gloria on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 02:12:00 PST |
John |
I found this old post on my xanga... and it brought the appreciation of it all to mind. I know things have been hard... but I do really love this guy.Saturday, July 30, 2005 * I can't help sm... Posted by Gloria on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 01:32:00 PST |
School |
There's this walk in the mundane, the dance of routine, and the run of chores. As I faced the reality of this week, I find myself heavy with the weight of burden. Tomorrow, I begin the pattern of 05... Posted by Gloria on Fri, 30 May 2008 09:03:00 PST |
through these glass eyes... |
There are times when I feel as if I've grown into a porcelain doll. I sit quietly on the shelf until someone decides to hold me, play with me, care for me. I watch the world pass me by and find that... Posted by Gloria on Sun, 11 May 2008 10:29:00 PST |
The struggling path. |
... so why aren't you satisfied?Today is the day that I wake up and I look back at the path that I have been walking down, and as I look back... I find in me this detestable dissatisfaction. I feel ... Posted by Gloria on Sat, 10 May 2008 05:42:00 PST |
The days we say we wasted... |
I held you in my hand the other day and found a piece of me that has been hiding. I saw all the memories that we shared and all the times you got me through. I swear I even heard you whisper to me t... Posted by Gloria on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 03:30:00 PST |
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (Repeat from Facebook) |
I’ve recently read that one of the secondary leading causes of PTSD (aside from war, obviously) is car accidents. I can totally believe why.Despite the car accident on January 14th, that I&rsqu... Posted by Gloria on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 11:53:00 PST |
The Nothingness that stands behind me |
My bottle of tears is overflowing. This collection, this... tribute to my life has reach a limit and I find myself with nothing to catch the rest of the pain. There was a man, long ago, that would s... Posted by Gloria on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 06:11:00 PST |
This thing that we call, "The One." |
When one is raised with this concept of "The One," it can become difficult to associate any single person with this title. This title implies a sort of togetherness. It implies that there is a perso... Posted by Gloria on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 05:12:00 PST |
The First Christmas |
Despite the body aches, the fatigue, sore throat and lymph nodes popping out of my neck, I am truly looking forward to Christmas this year. My parents, brother and his girlfriend are coming over on C... Posted by Gloria on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 03:55:00 PST |