hahahahaha!
I'm finished with my vampire themed story for tonight's writers/lit group.
I feel relieved
but the holidays suck. Christmas alone is a bummer.
C'est la vie
nothing insightful today, just runnin on empty...
a little Rumi though:
I realize that the dawn
when we'll meet again
will never break,
so I give it up,
little by little, this love.
But something in me laughs
as I say this, someone
shaking his head and chuckling
softly, Hardly, hardly
Brilliant man...
I still miss her, my heart still hurts
I'm finished with my vampire themed story for tonight's writers/lit group.
I feel relieved
but the holidays suck. Christmas alone is a bummer.
C'est la vie
nothing insightful today, just runnin on empty...
a little Rumi though:
I realize that the dawn
when we'll meet again
will never break,
so I give it up,
little by little, this love.
But something in me laughs
as I say this, someone
shaking his head and chuckling
softly, Hardly, hardly
Brilliant man...
I still miss her, my heart still hurts
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they don't exist in real life, but they're getting made in backwoods and underground shops in the northeastern part of the country by beautiful women atop large trucks seen on todays latest installment of this lovely website (Twwly).
your brain is a foggy winterwonderland with imaginary characters taking up vastly overrated real estate and building little bendy-walled houses on the cellular structure. the truly valuable plots of land within your cranium seem to be holding fast with too much wit and wisdom for most folks to deal with.
mmm. you and abra are too adorably similar. you should find her and give her a paper heart with your number on it.