Okay.  The conversation went something like this:

Me:  Do you need anything from WalMart?

Hubby:  Yeah.  An alarm clock.  The boy completely destroyed mine and yours won't wake me up.  Never mind, I'll get it myself because I need something loud and obnoxious.

Me:  {Wicked glint in my eye}  They make ones that you can record a personal message on [ ( Read more... )

He had called it her thousand yard stare.

Why was he thinking about her now?  A generation had passed.

He had caught a glimpse of her drifting through the crowd.

She had changed.  THEY had changed, but he remembered that time and that look: her thousand yard stare.  It had contained a myriad of warring emotions.  Desperation, loss, wistfulness and ( Read more... )

It's not the amount of breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away.

I will refrain from further comment because I'm am not well enough versed on the subject, but some disturbing things appear to be happing within the "new" LJ.  Please do your own research and draw your own conclusions.

The section below was snagged from ( Read more... )

 STOP TALKING.

They are just useless words.

Make me feel.

Burn kisses into my senses.

I'm tired of being strong.

Make me feel.

Trail your kisses, your fingers, your desires down my jawline, my neck, my body.

Your favorite movie phrase is 'Get busy living or get busy dying.' **

Just shut the fuck up and stop dying.

Make me feel.

I'm sick of the words and the ( Read more... )

Let's Play 20 Qusetions!!

I was tagged by angst_driven

I am tagging anyone on my flist who hasn't done this and would like to do so.

Your mission, should you choose to accept it:  People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question they dislike with a new question formulated ny themselves.  Tag 8 people (or in ( Read more... )

I wrote today.  It wasn't even any good, but I wrote today and that felt good.  It singed the outer edges of me, burning to make on it's way out.

It felt euphoric.  The long buried words have finally clawed their way out of the grave that fear, insecurity and insensitivity had laid bare.

I took back the words that were once used against me.  I claim ( Read more... )

 A quiet life of desperation.  Yep, that's what I have now.  But it wasn't always that way.

Once upon a time a long, long time ago (eons really), I was loved, truly loved.  I soared.  His touch, his being, his print are set upon my heart.  He was a boy on the verge of being a man but he was the one who taught me about life, love and all of the ( Read more... )

Cut for Spoilers

I am still reeling!!!!!  I am a 40 something woman who is squeeling and dancing around like a friggin' 12-year-old teeny-bopper.

Okay.  I hate to objectify, but...YumYumYum.

FINALLY!  A Josef-centric story.  This show is finally showing the promise for which  I was desperately hoping.

I am totally worshipping the writers Trevor Munson ( Read more... )

 snagged from somewhere on the  ( Read more... )