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Words Fail
I wish instead of quoting lyrics that I could quote a guitar riff or drum rhythm.
Or the smell of your skin
The way the sun shone through the clouds when you smiled at me
The brightness of your eyes sparking me
Words fail to capture the memory senses that bubble up
Each one a perfect impression
Of what was
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Ugh, I keep running into the same attractive guy at work right when I'm being a spaz or grumpy. And it's gotten weird.
I wish I could bell him like a cat, so I have some warning.
I guess the universe is trying to teach me humility.
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ugh, I have been the most awkward human all week due to my damn period. I've been chomped on by the elevator once, tried to get in the wrong elevator once, bruised another toe, managed to fork my face. I mean, I know being on your period throws off your balance and stuff, but c'mon, this is redonk ( Read more... ) -
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Soooo, seeing as I havent dated in years ... is it different now?
People arent expecting me to read their minds are they? And I figure once I've stated my interest then the ball's in their court right?
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how to know when you've been emotionally shut down for awhile ... I cant remember the last time I wrote a poem. Ah, thanks to LJ tags - 2009 ( Read more... ) -
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I know the last two months have been stressful - great new place, great new job, last iron infusion treatment, and Peri being ill and dying.
But, I have hope for this year getting much better.
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I'm supposed to move on Saturday. Packing is proceeding. I'm living out of the suitcase now. Only problem is with all the vet bills lately, I have no money to move with!
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What I'm telling myself -
"It's going to be ok. I know it doesn't feel that way right now, but it will be ok. "
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All of my little sorrows combine in a bitter mixture that's hard to swallow