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I wish I knew how ho free my self from this cage we so crudely call skin. I feel like I’m trapped sometimes…

Posted By Wren On 08.01.2012 @ 11:16 am

Little red riding hood walked down the path.

Things had been different, since the wolf. No one had treated her so carefully before, so delicately. Which was so odd, because now she felt stronger. The wolf had not taken her. What could anyone else do?

Posted By Wren On 04.04.2012 @ 5:47 pm

She had bought the hose as a special gift to herself. The sexy ones with seams up the back. Luxurious. What would happen when she wore those today? Could it change what would have happened otherwise?

Posted By Wren On 08.27.2011 @ 2:21 pm

Torchwood. Torchsong trilogy. Torches that chase the monster into the windmill, wielded by unforgiving and non-understanding villagers who do not understand that the monster is created that way, cannot help being that way, and must suffer fiery doom at the hands of those who do not care to learn enough to understand. He is, in a sense, all of us.

Posted By Wren On 05.25.2011 @ 5:15 pm

having the ability to speak in truth. honesty real genuine. just the type of person you love. its when you get to the bottom of an issue and realize the core behind it all. it is when you tear everything back and get to the raw core of it all. choosing to get to the center and finding it golden true.

Posted By Wren On 04.08.2011 @ 10:17 pm

Oh dear, habits are sometimes decidedly bad. So hard to break, although someone did tell me once that to break a habit you do the new habit 21 times in a row, day after day and the new habit will prevail… I shall have to try it… but on which habit… oh dear…

Posted By Wren On 11.22.2010 @ 1:51 am

the summer solstice, the winter solstice. What’s it all about… hippes all over the world, chanting, holding hands, singing songs, and sharing whole foods, nourishing their bodies, their minds, their souls, their hearts. Nourishing each other…

Oh to be a part of something, some group, some belief system where nourishment is of utmost importance.

Posted By Wren On 12.21.2008 @ 5:35 pm

She sucked in the glamor and the glitz like a socialite hover inhailing the dust and stray strings

Posted By Wren On 12.03.2008 @ 7:26 am

My computer has disconnected me for the third time…sigh, I swear, next time my bro plays a game, I’ll have to steal his mouse or something so I can get stuff DONE! All is well though, for I have offline games I can play, and online ones that will mess him up as well.

Posted By Wren On 04.13.2009 @ 5:36 pm

trail blazing blazed high blah ugh road block writer’s block typing green bar defeat fail epic fail icanhasacheezburger.com red bar done fuck end blah

Posted By wren On 10.24.2008 @ 9:06 pm

the mantle was covered in doomy pants and they swung back and fourth with menace. the longer the pants swung the further they seemed to get from Milky Duds. He was scared of the mantle and the doomy pants. They had taken his mother from him in a fury of mixed clothing and moth balls. It was terrible and he cried. The longer he cried the

Posted By wren On 08.23.2008 @ 1:07 pm

we sat there collecting coconuts. to build a radio? you ask. no. we are building a ladder to the spot in the sky concealed by lens flare. the only spot where there is refuge from it is underneath the domice of the hut.

Posted By wren On 12.17.2009 @ 10:39 pm

In your childhood, when you lose your favorite toy in the sandbox, or in the woods behind your house, one word, one statement makes everything better. No matter if it it is uttered from your own mother, or another’s: found. All your’re hope and love is back. Nothing is simpler.

Posted By Wren On 03.08.2010 @ 8:43 pm