SMILE it is another day done!bleu_femmeOctober 10 2006, 23:52:37 UTC
BABE...I like your angst...anger...rage...on the rag? I like that you like heartbeats that do not yet beat on their own.(oops baby talk.) I like fucking angels and remembering we all came from nothing solid. Your words are old quilts found in the bottom of cedar chests long forgotten but made by human hands and human thoughts. Often humans sew into them these thoughts of angst, anger and yes rage. Damn bitches. (cause no male would spend that much time getting rid of shite.)
SMILE it is another day to come full of that most promising of gifts-a fresh start.
Re: SMILE it is another day done!word_slingerOctober 11 2006, 05:58:17 UTC
haha...no, not on the rag. Just a general underlying feeling of bitchiness that comes out once in a while.
I, too, remember that we came from nothing solid. I also remember that we chose this life for one reason or another. We continue crossing paths, for whatever reason and to learn what we didn't get right the last time. I think I'm remembering all the time and that sometimes, I write those memories down.
Cheers to old quilts, fresh starts, and new friends who we may already know...
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I like that you like heartbeats that do not yet beat on their own.(oops baby talk.)
I like fucking angels and remembering we all came from nothing solid.
Your words are old quilts found in the bottom of cedar chests long forgotten but made by human hands and human thoughts.
Often humans sew into them these thoughts of angst, anger and yes rage.
Damn bitches. (cause no male would spend that much time getting rid of shite.)
SMILE it is another day to come full of that most promising of gifts-a fresh start.
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I, too, remember that we came from nothing solid. I also remember that we chose this life for one reason or another. We continue crossing paths, for whatever reason and to learn what we didn't get right the last time. I think I'm remembering all the time and that sometimes, I write those memories down.
Cheers to old quilts, fresh starts, and new friends who we may already know...
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