I nearly forgot this place existed. i think to mysely hey, doofus brain... there are other places besides myspace.... i hate myspace by the way... for so many reason i can't even begin to list them. so hopefully ... i'll be around here a little more often.

today is the last of several days that have been kind of sad... not really considering the fact that they didnt have to be sad ... they just were... its a sad thing when you can't really control your hormones... because no matter how hard you try... they always find away to sneak in some tears or some angry words or something utterly stupid and ( Read more... )

okay ( Read more... )

and here i am again a few months from the last time... i forget to write here...partly because i think no one is watching... that's funny... anyways... the wedding bells are ringing like madd near me... my cousin is getting married in one month and three days i believe... shit maybe four... anywyas i'm hitting vegas next week for her bachelorette ( Read more... )

well... i'm not sure if many on my friends have been posting on this site as of late... howeever...i'm here and i've been trying to play catch up.... in doing so i've been inspired to write again.... and for that i am grateful....

the third day is often the worst... however today was not so bad until the night fell and i found myself thinking about all of the things that i have not done. i won't be so conceited as to list them and then drone on about how pitiful i am.. because .. i already know those things and to write them would just be too much for me... anyways... i'm ( Read more... )

i worry too much about everything and everyone... and more about the people who are the closest to me... and i drive myself insane with it ... and i worry sometimes about myself and how much i worry. i've got to get another hobby.

more from refridgerated poetry.....

Ball ( when i was writing it in my mind)

joy dreams music
bathes the sea
in lust
i desire a tiny death
in the warmth of your bright temple....

BALL(as is on the refridgerator)
joy dreams music
bathes the sea
in lust
i desire a tiny death
in thou warm pleasure

BORN

A WET GLOW EMBRACES HIM
spirit, faith, and life are gifts
listen to the voices of the angels,
they sing happy grace
as he is created...
such joy, my baby,
my passion, my sun,
he is sacred...

a piece of poetry that fell out of my head and onto the paper... now finds itse;f coming to livejournal ( Read more... )