A happy ending only comes when you stop the story. I never really thought of that before, but now that I have... am sort of confused. In my years of reading and writing, the ending has always been the hardest part for me to write or finish. If it happens, and it happens well, it's because I wrote it far enough in advance to know what the middle ( Read more... )

Poll Semantics?

Ever hear of "3 strikes and you're out"? Christ on crutches, talk about... 57695 strikes.
Another photo encasing another time, obsolete and dated, tucked away into the box -- a place only reserved for distant memories.

It's easy to love something beautiful. I read that somewhere just now. Is that true? Is it really that easy to really love something beautiful? I don't think so. It's easy to "lust" something beautiful. It's easy to misinterpret that "lust" as "love." It's easy to love something that's comfortable, and reliable, and traditional, and secure ( Read more... )

Sometimes I look myself in the mirror and wonder if I'd recognize myself if I were someone else. That sounds quite obscure, doesn't it? Maybe I should re-word it... sometimes I look myself in the mirror and hardly recognize myself. I stare at my reflection, which stares back at me. I examine the freckles in my eyes, the shape of my lips and ( Read more... )

I think I'll make a public post stating the exact same thing for people that aren't my friends or those of you that may stalk me from time to time. There is no drama in my life...FINALLY. Life is moving forward like it should have been for the last two years... FINALLY. I guess the one thing I needed was the one thing I inevitably got. And look ( Read more... )

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