Hey! If y'all are wondering why I don't post anymore or why I am completely ignoring your rude and obnoxious comments on my last post, it's because I got a new journal. Those of you who already knew this can ignore this message, as it is meant for the few daft individuals left who are still posting here. So bye, and if you know my other journal ( Read more... )

The hardest thing in life to learn is which bridge to cross and which to burn.

David Russell
Scottish classical guitarist. b.1942

Favorite lyrical quotes of the day from songs that played on Mix XM this morning ( Read more... )

help help help!!!!!!

somebody get online, pleeeze? I need you guys! er... girls!
*cries in loneliness and needing girlfriends*
boys are stupid and mean and... I really need my girls....

help!
*whines*

I'm all alone!

call me or...text me... or... come kidnap me frum my bed...
just do something!!!!!!!!

~me~

Write 20 Random Facts About Yourself, Then Tag The Same Number Of People As Minutes It Takes You To Write The Facts. If You're Tagged, It's Your Turn ( Read more... )

I always think of roses without thorns.

When you told me yellow roses were your favorite flower, I went and bought myself one so I could find out why. It seemed like such an important thing to do, to buy your flower. They were all in a black tub filled with water at the supermarket; yellow roses in varying hues which I searched through ( Read more... )

empty pavement
echoes

one pair of footfalls
shallow breath
exhalation a sigh

alone
prostrate

on the hood of
a silver Volkswagon
watching sky ablaze

so many sunsets passed
here
walking with them
lost
a perfect field
the path drenched
by stray sprinkler spray

above
like comet tails,
tracks of home-bound planes

quiet quacking
bushes rustle
not so alone
as the crickets ( Read more... )

Yes, all my lovely chums and chummettes, it is I, your friend who I just -know- you were missing badly in my absence. (haha yeah right) anyways I am back and filled with much wisdomosity and sophisticosity. Not really. The trip was fabulous and I have pictures and lots of fun stories. Also I have returned with a renewed sense of le joi de vivre and ( Read more... )

So, tomorrow I leave for New Mexico, I'll be gone till next Sunday. For some reason I'm not too incredibly vibed about this trip... You would think I'd be bouncing off the walls, right? I mean, this is my first trip without my parents! And I love New Mexico... who knows what it is. I'm taking several cameras so I'll hopefully share some pics with y ( Read more... )

Warning: This poem is still sensual.

"Passions"

after midnight full-moon glow

gentle wind through open window

shifts lace curtains

ancient whitewashed farmhouse

shelters sleeping family

floors shift

and she lies sleeplessly

staring into darkness

constructs fantasies laced with passion

sensuality eventually commandeers

finally surrenders to desire
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