it was a peaceful morning the day i lost my husband. the sun was out in the early morning sky, already beginning to sedate the orchids in the lawn with sunlight. the grass had a peculiar glow to it, as though the sun had never quite touched the grass in such a way. i could smell the wind carry the scent of the ancient pine trees through my open ( Read more... )

Hi, my name’s Stacey Ann Horowitz. I am eighteen years old, a recent graduate from Western Hills High. I was captain of the cheerleading squad, captain of the tennis team, and president of the art club, the biology club, as well as valedictorian of my class of 1,200. I have always had an inner strive in me to succeed, to push the envelope and show ( Read more... )

no doubt; it's my life

uh, i'm chilling at myke's. i have time to kill before work. i might be going to fantasy fest tonight. it all depends on the dough i produce tonight. i am going to buy the msi tickets for manny and myself either tonight or tomorrow. someone should buy me the charlie's angel full throttle unrated dvd. i will have sex you if you do. i think i could ( Read more... )

i absolutely adore stylized action movies starring chicks with guns.

a new start. i fear i am being influenced by mfresh. although, he did not recommend or even suggest that i change. i must sub conciously want to copy myself in his image. this journal is not only friends onlybut i want only a select few to know of it. it is as though i am dying with the other journal and being reborn here. i guess one reason may ( Read more... )