back from. 10:15. it gets dark earlier here - literally/figurativly. after eating a gas packed mea,l i am in the privacy of my own home to light up the night - thank you, dear stepmother...what is it that she does to her food? i mean, every fucking time, the same result. speaking of home - which is really just a state of mind (smile)-we will...
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cathshee:
In the end when it is all said and done nothing anybody ever says mean anything without action behind the words, all the empty voices all the empty promises the less you say it seems the more you do the more you say the less you do. A moment in time, growing smaller and smaller with the wait of days and weeks and years. . . .before you know it, all is as it once was. . .history is a bitch and so is later.
sketchy_mf:
Were you possesed by an evil imp last night? Just curious..... 
disjointed/dehydrated day, and coffee is a strange one. i couldn't find my tea one morning so decided to partake in some coffee. ever since, it appears i'm hooked again after at least two weeks of yerbe mate - a green tea that made me actually feel good drinking it. now, me and the babe are up from a nap and there ain't nothin i want...
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the dead are announcing a birth.
this is where it begins, a blank. but unlike darkness, the most brilliant light. i see colors somewhere. the hand is rusty, my mind blown to go back, where i had sleep and my own thoughts. i mantained myself as good as any girl, i had a unique personality. this glass and its window throws reflections off it. i think i see the beginning of...
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these are the things you do that make you smaller. not answering when the answer could bring you closer to someone. it is only your heart, after all, and the heart wants to love. but i'm remaining silent. i know when to suck words in, blow words out. it is a talent of mine. see and understand, but don't let on. so the clock it...
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my awareness is projected toward him, wherever he may be. i hear the cries he is not crying. i have trouble sleeping at night.
the arms are hurt from holding on so long. a tree branch moves its bark into your skin if you stay too long, and i have. i wanted to be an owl, although they scare me. it was a dark night, there was nothing to see, it was all blue or grey and then in a clearing there was an orange happy birthday party for...
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i'm almost gone, but i am already. i lie. i am here now, the month is almost up. i have avoided the illusions i have become older. now i strip for myself, i have my reasons, when i was younger i wanted praise, now i see it does'nt take much to get it, you can easily choose your clothing, or something like that. own your...
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trying, now or letting go.
mtlqueen:
Jeez! It's you! I am sorry to have let go. Best of luck to you and your writing hand...
[Edited on Apr 30, 2003]
[Edited on Apr 30, 2003]
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