it's strange how unattractive i feel, and it is oddly comforting to know that i am not always going to look like this, that i am not always going to feel like this,. should i be so quick to disregard my feelings of despising myself if i know its only temporary? i am fickle withmyself, and often i dont express it the best ways,.

i woke up this morning with the sound of mogwai playing from the computer in my room,and my husband, Kyle, bringing me coffee and breakfast. and then, i fell back asleep. he ate my breakfast.

im getting married in less than 3 weeks.... i love him so.
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this morning i woke up with the soft sounds of your breathing,mingling with the moistness of the winter air suffocated in our little room...

thick fog outside our window
and thin sheets between
us

you are my home

your where im staying

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what was it i said to you, i just can't recall the words...how did i formulate my thoughts into flying birds like to be in a better state of mind above clouds or below the surface theres something more tangible and yet we miss the pleasure of hiding inside of earth if thats what we can call what you like to refere to as the "womb" and if thats the ( Read more... )

culture of the skin
in the smells and colors
in
a heart and
of
the mind
how your hair falls neatly in
dissaray
against the pale surface of

you

so i set off with an eclipse,
it was as enchanting as
reality; realism is no more than a fancy word we use to loosly describe "fact" from " insanity".

i pray the locust's stay away from my town