Okay, so I'm on RFT online because it's almost midnight and I'm bored... and I glance over at the featured personal and it's RHONDA!! That is just too insane...

i would love to walk
the sidewalks of life with you,
hands clasped
swinging like a pendulum

tripping along the concrete as to steal a kiss

thief!
halt, for my kisses will be stolen by
no man

and when creamy sunsets fade into
charcoal twilight,
i will give to you sweet kisses

as sunshine
dancing upon the flowers of
a late summer afternoon

more of this nonsense, crazy man's poetry with which i have fallen so deeply in love.

( in spite of everything... )

( e.e. cummings )

Last night: movies led to Galleon's led to getting lost led to walk in the park ( Read more... )

You're right, you know. I do like that song because I'm emo. And maybe it is secret now, yes... but damn, hearing music like that lands me right back in 8th grade... and I don't know how to feel ( Read more... )

Sun shines through half transparent clouds; pumpkin light, sepia tinted like an old movie. Rain pounds on the kitchen roof like tin, loud loud loud bullets pounding down. Thunderstorm warning for ten counties, red and orange mark the worst of the storm in warm colors like a fire, unextenguishable; burning hotter and hotter as the rain assaults ( Read more... )

There's a boy.

"I like you and I think we ought to be together... So, I'm asking you to be with me; as in, be together."

I spend my days wasting away inside, sweeping the garage and listening to old vinyl and eight-track tapes.

Someone save me; I feel like Cinderella or Rapunzel, in a tower by myself. Someone come and rescue me, take me away.

And this is where I say: the shit has hit the fan. Now there's no going back, it won't be the same as it has been. Because now she knows and now they all know; they want me to get help but I have to want to help myself and right now I don't ( Read more... )