you're a painting with symbols deep, symphony ( Read more... )

I cannot even begin to update this journal on all that has been happening lately ( Read more... )

Not that anyone but Melissa and Rick would even care, but ( Read more... )

You Know You're From North Carolina When...

You've gotten used to the smell of cow manure on a car trip to Raleigh ( Read more... )

My melancholy mood has been boosted tremendously. My drought is over! I got me some keith ( Read more... )

I miss him a lot tonight. I heard a very sad story today that I never expected to hear. It was a true american tragedy, in a way that only we can produce them. The most depressing thing is that it's all this lost metaphysical angst that has invaded our generation. Even the best of us. Even me. I feel that same hurt weighing on my heart, and when I ( Read more... )

I'm so far behind in this journal ( Read more... )

So, the phone call I had been dreading? It made me miss Michelle all the more. She is such a good person and a good friend, and we're both kind of bummed out and drifting right now. It would have been good for us to be together right now, but I've gone and painted myself into a corner again. I always do this. It's not that I love her any less... I ( Read more... )

Fifteen days to get ready for my trip to ITaLiA ( Read more... )

She ran her hands along the side of his face, caressing his ears and running thin fingers through his hair as they kissed passionately. They had been lying on top of his bed for hours, kissing and rolling around this way- pausing only to gaze up at each other or share a few whispered words. He ground his thumbs against her ribs, clutching the side ( Read more... )