I look back on the things I've written and I'm trying to remember the passion that I used to capture like fireflies.
I'd let them burn and glow inside the jar of my chest and overwhelm me.
Is it that I've lost my passion or is it that I've let go of my pubescent naivety?

Coda, arts & discipline for the new year-I hope.

 Is this thing on? 

Can someone tell me what the hell 'pwned' is supposed to mean?
And why can't we just 'rock out' anymore, why must we 'rage'?

When I hear someone say the words "mega fail", my soul dies a little.

Oh, and while I'm setting it straight-
I hate the 'i can has cheez burger' nonsense.
I actually loathe it.
Cats are dumb.

So, there.


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thanking God for his divine intervention of helping me get this new job.
start two weeks from now.
I forgot to post my NYR's:
1. Tithe to Beverly Exercise
2. Exercise (almost) every day.
3. RESPECT myself.
4. Write or Journal every day (-which will include my next big endeavor of....)
5. Write a Novel. (notice I omitted words such as 'good' or 'decent' to ( Read more... )

1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before ( Read more... )

sucker punch,
to the cerebral,
cardiovascular,
& soul systems.

so many left fields, what's a girl to do?
in one way or another, they all hurt somehow.

inside out-
riding into the new year,
in the pink.

like Claire from Heroes, I've somehow regenerated this resilience ( Read more... )

do not think you can cut me to my core,
while frolicking in orchards-
consuming and ravaging every
tasty tart fruit, who out stretches
their limbs in an acrobatic sway
toward sunshine from above.

it is not love that develops,
but a darkness that envelopes-
coldly while the sun is expected to show
at your beckoning call.

temptations are cheaply adorned,
as ( Read more... )

two steps and kissing to frou-frou,
were you-you, really that into me?
ugh.
thinking too much lately and drudging up old cds
to ease and escape from all this
while trying and salvaging my liver and lungs.
i keep my breathe held hostage
-and i keep thinking of those of whom
i never let pay the ransom,
.....
"she's got it all figured out...
she knows what ( Read more... )

it wasn't a kiss ( Read more... )