Whitewashed, pt. 3 |
What love is this? This feeling that 'queaths wings on my spirits?
Is it obsessive, like a need for nourishment, constantly nagging in my gut?
Or better, is it untainted.....unfettered by the calamity...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 01:28:00 GMT |
Whitewashed, pt. 2 |
"Oh God I need her so much. I can't stand being without her; or not being close to her.....it's like taking the honey out of the bee. I think about her everyday--I just can't let go of her. She's take...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 20:57:00 GMT |
Kickass. |
Kay. So I had the weirdest f*cking dream ever the other night. It went beyond all the normal boundaries of dreaming. Incidentally, it also happened to be the most kickass dream I've had in severa...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 23:07:00 GMT |
Whitewashed, pt. 1 |
"..........and sooner or later, you just have to let that go."
"But I can't! There isn't a day that goes by when I don't think of her, and when I remember all those times I could have told her what sh...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 18:37:00 GMT |
Sexy-sexy. |
So I've been playing Twilight Princess (which is magnificent, by the way) lately. I've discovered that Link is the ideal man.
He's got this flowing blonde mane, these huge, expressive blue eyes, and ...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 11:14:00 GMT |
An Ode to MySpace |
Isn't it wonderful when you can be friends with someone you've never met at the click of a button?
And isn't the amount of emotional damage you can do to someone by not putting them on your Top Friend...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 11:30:00 GMT |
Long Ago |
In ancient times, everybody had four legs and two heads.
They were happy, and each was never alone.
Then one day, the gods grew jealous of their bliss. They cast down thunderbolts, and cleav...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jul 2007 23:06:00 GMT |
What makes a God? |
Earlier I was made to write an essay about "How I know God Exists." Then we discussed it in class, and the paralyzing thought occured to me: What makes a God?Of course I cannot pose this query to the ...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 19:47:00 GMT |
Precious |
I want to be held by you.
I want to be kissed by you.
I want to be touched by you.
No one else will do.
I would run a million miles for you.
I would catch a falling star for you.
I would d...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 21:24:00 GMT |
When I Awake |
I wish that I, when I awake,
would find a place of dreams
where there you are, and there we are;
It is as I would it be.
I would that I, when I awake,
see colors bold, flowers unfold,
birds in ...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Mar 2006 21:01:00 GMT |
