Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Updates

1; You're the best damn friend that I'll ever have.
2; I keep remembering things from Friday and I end up looking silly while holding my giggles to myself.
3; Milk for $3.99/Your Song/Your Name St./The Office/Tiny Dancer/Slumdog...these signs have no end.
4; It still wasn't your saddest news, but you were sad, but I was happy that you remembered me when you were feeling down.
5; I'd love to go to Ottawa and skate the Louis Riel to school.
6; Seeing old friends in conventions for the future is irony trying to scare you, and it did scare me.
7; I want to delete all of my July entries, and alot of June/August...but that's one thing I said I'd never do. What I used to feel fond of then, I do not now, but to reread my passions will be of satisfaction.
8; I don't know how I'll handle this month, but I tend to surprise myself. And others times ten. This one time, someone called me a hero for being able to juggle so much. I loved that.
9; Hotel memoires aren't pleasant, and I'm stuck in Houstalantavegas wishing for a verision of you that I used to know.
10; I have a letter to give you before you set sail. I wrote about where we went wrong. El pakas.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

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2 friends. 2AM. NONE OF YOU MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE! You've pushed me to my limit. Are you happy now?
I'm obviously not.

This shit again again.

And you, you knew the hands of the devil
And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth
Sharing different heartbeats
In one night

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough
For me, no

Friday, September 18, 2009

Today is such a day.


I've had a fair share of completely inspiration and constant eye-opening experiences today. I found myself by looking deep into others. I expressed some joy I've never possessed by watching unordinary people doing ordinary things. I acted out in a spirit filled fashion that I havn't had since a special camp. Everything witnessed today, will be kept in here and I want to use them everyday.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Girl you gotta leave.

As long as she says I do, then perhaps I do? The things that women can see. I've said that things weren't so over and over again. But a true woman's knowledge would only say otherwise. I won't let it bother me.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

"It was a drunken mistake," he said.


She feels framed and betrayed. He pulls all the moves, says the demands, goes under and in the sheets, cuddles and fuddles. Best friends are right. Sometimes we're high and sometimes we're low. She's numb towards you now. What kind of trouble have you caused? He's constantly self-conscious. No jumping to conclusions without knowing the truth please. Rapunzel Rapunzel let down your hair. "What does my hair smell like?" "Smoke." I heard your heart pound. I felt your hands grapple and trace. I fancied your attention. I didn't let you in. I do that for the people I want to care for. My god just please don't ever let me go. I don't feel though. I mean it. A little bit. You're just so soft and you've kept me deprieved. Stop it.

No worries, this is SO irrelevant.


Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

How else can we be Lesbianca and Heeman?


This love is difficult,
but it's real.

~

The sweetest thing is knowing that you're still wanted even after you've caused the worse to happen. Forbidden or not, I'll always say yes. Go the distance. Be involved in risky business. And there's my proof. :)

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Dearest Lady Crush,

I can't even beginning to explain how empty I feel. I have this huge lump in my throat. My nose is clogged to the fullest. Deep breaths. Blood shot eyes for other reasons. I won't have anyone either. It feels like a break up times ten thousand. I'm so so so sorry. All of my 'Remember when' moments are for only you and I. My heart is torn, my arms are empty. You're the only one I've told my family problems to. You're the only one who'll tag along to do stupid plans with me. You're the only one who I can care about for the rest of my life. Feather Friends. Partners in Crime. Drug Buddy. Wing Girl. Best Plan Makers. Fiends. Eggyokez. You're my best friend and you're making the whole situation seem like nothing. You Da Fuckin Best.

With Much More Love Than You'll Ever Get,
The thread that pieces our lives. (L)

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Perhaps I need some help?

I'll put it all to a halt soon. The same thing happened last year. I never want to sit back, mouth-open, watching the room enhance within itself. I refuse to subject myself to a permanent frozen state that I've witnessed through the fiends within my friends. A numbing chill will stop the mind. I'm scared.