Speed of Light Written by John Christopher Clinton I escaped from the city to only Be led...to...you... I escaped driving faster with ev...ry...step... A biker passed me and I pout my lips 'Cuz he'll never know the pleasure of going where I'm heading. I've got an empty seat, I'll take you with me Out of the city into the desert Up in the mountains, Deep through the forest Let's let the sea ...
It was a good day not very interesting but good.But i have a story or the start of one not profread or anythn but here it is: I fled from that place.It was so painful.I ran pregnant with God-knews-what inside me.I knew though that I had to protect it.But....the testing the blood.I run the crunch of the dead leaves the wind follows me through the trees.There are things you should not know...
I am so touched. I don't even know what to think. I-- I know there's some sort symbolism here, but I fail to see it right now. Imagine meeting someone. You know nothing about them. You don't know their name, or even what they look like. They just exist, and they spill their heart out to you. They give you hope. You give them hope. Impossible? Not as far as this ever-current phenomena "salmoning...
I have two zits on my back I keep picking them It's gross I broke down yesterday We need money I got some stuff from Ashley though That makes me feel better Sean needs to come home I need help figuring out how to apply some places I haven't showered in like two days It's icky I'm filing my nails So I can paint them again I need to do two hours of housework To keep my promise and make me feel...
I snitched this brilliant link from chalepa_ta_kala. http://ieet.org/index.php/IEET/more/xiangayhot/ And a song about the excitement of sex. "Fluorescent Adolescent" Arctic Monkeys You used to get it in your fishnets so now you only get it in your night dress Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness Landed in a very common crisis Everything's in order in a black hole Nothing seems ...
...and bad and I donnot want to say anyhthing because then I start te feel desperate.I don't want to be a pitty fuck.It is like you need something but you don't want to be treatd as pitaful even thoughthat is how you are feeling.You start to feel lonely or like their is a lie here and there but you donot know what to think.You think all kind of crazy thoughts even though they probley don't amount to ...
I'm told people like us we don't have the easy time just being here and now like some. But I'm not so sure that's true. It may merely be that the fleeting delusion of peace coming as it does so simply from the ingestion of whatever's your pleasure is become so alluring that always in those moments where anything's hard or rough or simply not enough, there lies, just past arm's reach, the ...
Walking by the window. You wouldn’t notice, The scent of her hands or the way she whispers Like you’re always asleep. Love doesn’t work so easily. Love goes out like fire with the wind, And burns down the trunks of your trees, So the branches just…. Fall. We’re all too little but feel like the world is an ant, A place we can’t fit into anymore, or see without Taking ourselves out of our own ...
You used to get it in your fishnets Now you only get it in your night dress Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness Landed in a very common crisis Everything's in order in a black hole Nothing seems as pretty as the past though That Bloody Mary's lacking her Tabasco Remember when you used to be a rascal?
I goooot approximately...hmmmm...5 hours of sleep last night? Not that this is out of the oridinary, just keeping a personal record of it. [The fact that my insomnia hasn't completed been cured] My life has been slowly, oh so very slowly, been changing...somewhat. Or my perspective. I don't know. I still have my depressive moments...no surprise. Buuut, I've been more happy than I've been before....