December 2009
23 posts
You remain my power my pleasure my pain….
Checkers is not opened late. They are closed. I was fooled by the deliciously good looking fries on the commercial. Damn
You mah mah mah mmake me happy…
dejected
And so it is….I hear my echoes. Feels like the rooms are empty and all I have left are my thoughts. Again I try to speak and yet nothing comes out. Cries of the mute child. Running away from my past to find it waiting at my door this night: forlorn. Yearning for something, this should have been expressed long ago, in order to prevent this episode. I knew this morning as the sun presented...
I don’t want a lot for christmas,there’s only one thing i need- i don’t care about the presents underneath the christmas tree..
Didn’t realise that christmas shopping would convert my mother into a ninja assasin. The tension!
So this is what it feels like to be up this early and out on the road. Whoa. Sooo sleepy. Must go back to bed!!
Reviewing my DISC Platinum Rule Assesment. I think everyone should be able to take this test for free so they know how to act!
“Never allow someone to be your priority..While allowing yourself to be their...”
– Unknown
.My antidote.
I’ve heard that romance is quite formulaic
Like mosaic, this feeling is Archaic.
the most natural cure for poison is to fall in love with the antidote.
Keep reading what I wrote,
REPEAT , “Fall in love with the antidote”.
Nothing is more pleasing than a touch of validation,
the dedication to listen and keep alive the temptations,
for one another. You seek no other, but another
sensation...
.Flush.
Flush
The sun comes up it’s a new day.
The end of yesterday, the skies are gray.
We obey but feel somewhat decayed.
Hoping that the next minute will be better and it’ll be okay.
Feelings in disarray, not on display, until we pray and wipe our tears away.
Please just stay, the moment will pass and will we delay,
The gruesome slay of my dear Hoesay.
We’re in dismay, we cannot portray how...
Bad things happen to good people
Here’s the deal. Tragedy may be unequal, but it isn’t random. Yes, there is a meaning, we’re giving a bit away early here. Bad things usually happen to forcefully slap us out of whatever stupor we are in at the time. We are supposed to start questioning our beliefs. We are supposed to figure out what is and what is not important to us. People usually don’t change unless they feel sufficient pain...
wishing I was living in the 19th century….
lickystickypickyme:
Bing Crosby - It’s beginning...
Wanting to be in the 19th Century
Sometimes you ask yourself why you love the things you love. When you finally grasp a true meaning of your hearts desires, you feel lighter and more exuberant than ever before. I can say than I am an addict of love. The endorphins I receive from the mere thought, or a fantasy of the ever after, grants me an extraordinary amount of bliss. There are movies that can only represent my thoughts and...