Of my Friends

[oftheeast]

One of the pearls of wisdom that my mother ocasionally and inexplicable produced from the experiences of her lfe and the vast and seemingly endless pool of generational knowledge passed down from generation to generation by women in m family was this "If you can cpunt the number of friends you have and off the top of your head and run out of

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Awwh

[semper_augustus]

Future historians will be bemused at your description of myself and Earl, but nevertheless I am highly amused and flattered at being my own definition.
Love you too,
Will

Wow, I like how im not included

[irishdude]

*a tear rolls down mikeys cheek* Maybe its because we havent seen each other since....when? Anouther tear will fall for every day we dont hang out.

Re: Wow, I like how im not included

[oftheeast]

come to the city silly boy and we can hang out;
I'm in spanish hell at the moment.

Mind the masque, mind the masque!

[apeliotes]

Don't forget the monikers!

Re: Mind the masque, mind the masque!

[semper_augustus]

More fodder for future historians.

I do understand the reasoning behind the pseudonyms. I am very attached to mine as I think it is the most beautiful word I know. One never knows which bit of information might be used against us by someone who has no business in our lives. I.e., to protect us from strangers basically, following the precautions learned in kindergarten (you'll notice that I did not identify the subject of my 6/13 entry). But I have no problem with anyone knowing that Jason thinks me to be a friend or that I him (I know this is not your objection).

And any stranger reading THIS still does not know my pseudonym.

[frozensky]

awww thank you jason! you just turned a rather shitty day into a much better one.

my place in your heaven

[anonymous]

i didn’t even notice
the days were so long-
i was busy dancing
by your hypnotizing song.

when my day was dimmed
and my sunset gone,
i had no urgent need for light-
i didn’t look east for dawn.

day and night my heart i lift
into your heavenly heights-
your arms are clouds that hold me high,
your eyes, my celestial lights.

you are my east,
not my west, north, or south-
and i no longer thirst,
with my lips to heaven’s mouth.