

BodybagI took all the memories of you, And stitched them together, With the long threads of sleep.Bodybag
Now you only haunt my dreams, And do not dare set foot, In my day-to-day thoughts.
Under my quilt of memories, I'm safe from you, from myself, You're as I remember, not worse.
As life tested us in peculiar ways, And ripped apart our clinging hearts, You settled with her, I settled with him.
And I feel a certain pleasure, Confining you to the barren wasteland of my dreams,
Maybe there at last, you can rot away.


TimeTraveler in my Living RoomWe talked a lot about time, perhaps too much. I told you it was possible. Nothing in physics that said it wasn't. But you were too far ahead of me on that one. There were universes A and 1 in your mind, there were parallels, perpendiculars, angles, and hyperbolas that you harbored and I never understood.TimeTraveler in my Living Room
When you left, everybody assumed you went away. You kept talking about it, what else were they supposed to think? Constantly reminding everybody of your second identity, how you would get a new name, new credit cards, and just disappear. Nobody even both


CagedIt was hard to remember a day that she didn't feel the stiff whalebones of the corset pressing her ribs, or the rough edge of lace against her skin. Using only the top-most parts of her lungs and learning not to dip the heavy satin and lace sleeves in soup when she ate had become second-nature to her.Caged
Without any of her supports and adornments, she felt like a pile of human parts. It was as if her ribcage was about to fall apart; like a barrel without any rings. Her stomach and insides would feel like they could spill out at any moment, without being contorted to their designated space. Has her back really lost so much strength t


The Girl and The WomanThere's a girl that quotes song lyrics About butterflies and life. There's a woman who quotes Nietzsche, And holds debates about knives.The Girl and The Woman
There's a girl who heartily cheers Her favorite baseball team in spring. There's a woman who stays indoors, And spends April studying.
There's a girl who's living North To fulfill her dream of teaching. There's a woman who lives West Dreaming to be hands of God.
There's a girl who is your future. There's a woman who's your past. But without a doubt, my darling, Someday she'll realize you're an ass.


Out-date-dPicked her up at nine - sharp tried to wear something more convincing than a smile; casual but refined: confident but shy of egocentric - failing miserablyOut-date-d
We couldnt decided where to eat so we had fast food on the roof of my car - an abandoned parking lot, the one on that side of town, we ought to avoid this time of night
Got to talking, then to laughing, got to thinking, then to fucking, back to thinking, back to talking - without laughing - &nbs


ForgivenessIForgiveness
When the little girl woke up, she found cookies in her shoes.
It was December 6, St. Nicholas Day, her parents told her. Thats the day when Santa comes and takes your Christmas list and leaves you cookies if you were good, a switch if you were bad. Santa left her cookies! The little girl squealed in delight, in excitement.
Do you want to try one, her mother asked. The little girl put one in her mouth. She chewed. She swallowed. She smiled. It was the best thing she had ever eaten in her life.
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"The stuff of earth competes for the allegiance I owe only to the Giver of all good things." - If I Stand, Rich Mullins
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Yo no aku wa, kurenai ni chi re~!
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you're on the top of the world. but everywhere you turn is complete catastrophe.
Love your stuff.
I'll have to watch you.
If you ever need anything, just send me a note!
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When you have insomnia, you're never really asleep...and you're never really awake.
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~swimboy5002
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tears are the laughter of the soul.
-x-
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Vegetarians taste better!
"Nothing is less real than realism. Details are confusing. It is only by selection, by elimination, by emphasis that we get at the real meaning of things." -Georgia O'Keeffe
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