at some point don't we all know a woman as the one that Charlotte Bronte describes in this section of her book ( Read more... )

conspiracy

everyone tells me i look thirteen and i may be starting to believe it.

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"Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Shut your pretty mouth

I'll be seeing you again
I'll be seeing you in hell"

my sister and i just got the gas channel where we can watch double dare and guts all day long ( Read more... )

the tropical storm last weekend buried everything up. even us. i feel so overwhelmingly bitter, as if i've become an ungrateful child's mother, or a horrible husband's wife. i can't stop fantasizing about revenge and the way she manages to slip through my tongue everytimes. if only minutes would turn into years. oh, but, i am physically healthy ( Read more... )

Hatred ( Read more... )

letter written but never mailed

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To a Jilted Lover ( Read more... )