written by Bethany B |
"THE REST"
When Madame Gulbenkian was in the pickel mobile...
RANDOM BLURB
Today I felt normal doing the project.
Today I felt normal
I felt normal
I felt normal
I felt tired - January 13, 199...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Aug 2006 13:46:00 GMT |
random crap about myself |
I dance crazy every morning when I'm getting dressed~~my favorite colors are green and blue~~i like long skirts that flow when i walk~~ I'll wear converse with just about everything~~I have no idea ho...
Posted by on Wed, 03 May 2006 08:09:00 GMT |
would you... |
would you rather fall and learn to pick yourself back up, or have nothing ever touch you?
would you rather feel vulnurable to someone you love, or never know complete honesty?
would you rather work to...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Feb 2006 08:54:00 GMT |
To Bethany |
Pride is a monsterous villan who appears to you with appealing vision. It festers in your soul feeding your mind addictive pills of promise and self- worth. You feel built up as if nothing in the worl...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Feb 2006 19:41:00 GMT |
always have a tissue for your friends bread |
why I'm such a terrific friend
1. I always have a tissue for my friends bread
2. I watch spanish puppets with silent laughter and barbaric punding of the sofa
3. I stutter when I, stutter when I, stut...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Feb 2006 17:22:00 GMT |
Art as a source of wisdom |
Art is a single beauty that cannot be described with justice. It must be felt, it must be experienced. It's a way of feeling without words. It's an expression of the artists soul. It exposes with clar...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Feb 2006 10:11:00 GMT |
altered destination |
Do you ever feel lost? Maybe you compare yourself to the world and see the hurry scurry of reaching the "top" as pointless, a waste of time? As if there has to be more to life then becoming the ...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Feb 2006 08:14:00 GMT |
thoughts of love |
There are some things I love. There are some things I don't. There are some things I know I should, and some things I wish I didn't. There is love that helps me face my fears, and love t...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Feb 2006 11:25:00 GMT |
political rant |
So I am at the point where I can no longer handle talking to people about politics. Nobody even cares enough anymore. Everyone just goes on hear say and thinks that's enough to shape their own o...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Feb 2006 12:54:00 GMT |
o soul of mine |
O soul of mine
As I was walking to the edge of the world
I came across a rock and a river,
divided between two woods.
I sat and watched the river flow,
in perpetual harmony.
It rushed forth in ...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Feb 2006 12:30:00 GMT |
