It's been a long time, and it's taken a moment of seismic proportions to have me venture to write and post again. In fact, so jarring that I sense aftershock inspired postings to follow ( Read more... )

What does she keep when she leaves ( Read more... )

¿Con qué se queda cuando me ha dejado ( Read more... )

For some time now I've considered myself to be elitist, at least on some level. Most people think of snobs with delusions of superiority when they envision an elitist, which is fair enough I suppose. In fact, I guess that's why I thought of posting about this. I know of one person who referred to themselves as 'elitist,' and quite honestly I would ( Read more... )

Lo Ajeno (~that which does not belong to me ( Read more... )

Thank you for reminding me what it's like ( Read more... )

1. Money isn't made out of paper, it's made out of cotton ( Read more... )

Guns N' Roses, November RainWhen I look into your eyes ( Read more... )

I don't know why the title bar says 12, there's only 11.. The first one is the king of irony. I wonder if she was a pastry chef and made a living making birthday cakes. That would be the icing on the cake, as it were.

The Beatles, Yer BluesYes I'm lonely wanna die ( Read more... )