Real words…Connected through real sentences.  Advertised through pretty mouths and bright teeth.

I'm terribly unsure of things.  Males, especially.  These clumsy fingers and awkward looks don't ever stop.  I was made this way, in the image of God.

A coiled thing, wild hair and big eyed.

& how does one keep trying after five years is beyond me - ( Read more... )

When that porcelain face breaks it’s all that can be done not to throw back a laugh.  You know, the kind that starts as a rumble deep down, in the cave of your body.  The kind that doesn’t sound like you, and you’re almost embarrassed to have let it out.

But you did.  And to such a degree.

Their semi circle - this ameba - this gaggle of ( Read more... )

My first journal entry. Fresh and clean.  This will be full of art and writings.  I hope it works out well.

I think, for the most part, this will be Friends Only - but do request me, because I will add you. =]

Let's be creative!