Entries By cosmiclay
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nun
I sometimes flirt with the idea of being a nun. Yet that’s the problem itself–I’m a flirt. How can someone so sexual devote themselves to modesty?
Even so, I find it quite nice. Having a life without the ties and confusion of sex and sexuality. A life of devotion and thoughts that are for myself and the God within my–my personal temple.
Posted By cosmiclay On 08.02.2010 @ 12:39 am
commit
according to psychiatrists love triangle; “empty love” is when there’s only commitment and decision. where as “consummate love” is when there’s passion, intimacy and commitment.
go figure.
Posted By cosmiclay On 07.20.2010 @ 3:11 am
velvet
mmm, this is a great world. velvet is almost like an onomatopoeia because it sounds almost as smooth and rich as it feels.
love is a lot like velvet. soft, rich, but if you rub it in the wrong direction, it feels and looks a little strange.
Posted By cosmiclay On 06.26.2010 @ 1:42 am
science
just found out that one of my friends is a science journal writer. which i suppose means he could possibly hook me up either with a job or some sort of mentorship; considering the fact that my laptop underlined some words red, indicating that i cannot spell.
Posted By cosmiclay On 06.06.2010 @ 10:58 pm
clash
yeah, pretty much what’s happening right now in my brain. and i’m not talking about the kinda clash that you hear some shitty dj playing at dna lounge. i’m talking about being torn in my heart–opinions and emotions clashing.
Posted By cosmiclay On 05.25.2010 @ 2:22 am
stand
I am taking a stand in my life. In my goals. In my relationship. In my posture. I will stand up straight, despite my insecurities.
Posted By cosmiclay On 05.12.2010 @ 12:17 am
major
I’m digging him in a major way. I think I’m smitten. Can’t sleep, can’t eat without thinking about him Don’t get me wrong, I can eat and sleep, but not without thinking about him. Oh jeeze, I feel like I’m seven-years-old.
Posted By cosmiclay On 01.16.2010 @ 5:52 pm
natural
Don’t think, just write. Act natural. I can’t stand when people say act natural. If you’re acting, how is it natural?
My hair used to be natural, that was until I get fed up with having to comb it everyday–then I straightened it, and now I sometimes regret it.
Posted By cosmiclay On 01.13.2010 @ 10:35 am
system
Instead of stalking my lover on facebook, I decided to visit oneword.com. Oneword, you are my refuge from living in this system. A system with social networks shackling my wrists and feet.
Posted By cosmiclay On 01.09.2010 @ 8:58 pm
figure
He said he’d come out to visit this weekend; I figured there was a 15% chance of that actually happening. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t so logical.
Posted By cosmiclay On 01.07.2010 @ 10:42 am
shift
The shift in emotions and attentiveness happened quickly. Leaving me more than frustrated. But shift’s happen. I kinda don’t like that. Shit happens. (Much Better)
Posted By cosmiclay On 01.03.2010 @ 1:04 am
discreet
we walked up to his bedroom discreetly. at first i was upset that he made me take my shoes up with us. but it quickly faded. i was more concerned with how beautiful he and looked all tangled up in a sea of softness and warmth. his body loved me and i loved it back.
Posted By cosmiclay On 12.30.2009 @ 10:22 pm
muffin
Blueberry, carrot-cake, chocolate cheesecake muffins are all recipes i’d like to master. Trouble is, i can’t seem to get rid of my muffin top that hangs over my jeans when i sit or ride my bicycle. :(
Posted By Cosmiclay On 02.28.2010 @ 9:18 pm
outlet
“I can the future shine. This is the beginning of time. We can make a mountain collapse to the sea–I am the beginning of me.”
This came from the song that’s playing as I read and think. Music is one of my outlets, only I’m not a musician, so writing is usually the natural alternative.
Posted By cosmiclay On 01.29.2010 @ 1:18 am
clipboard
HA! I think I may be the only person at the age of 26 that has a clipboard. In fact, I have two of them.
No, I’m not a teacher, not an administrative assistant. Just a raging 26-year-old who sometimes like to write love letters on a hard particleboard clipboard.
Posted By cosmiclay On 01.19.2010 @ 12:12 pm
pour
pour some sugar on me; ohh in the name of love. i’m smitten, but really more afraid because the distance is much closer than the other hommie.
Posted By cosmiclay On 01.17.2010 @ 7:45 pm
blade
I just read about the love dart. Turns out it’s metaphorically representing the microscopic darts that snail use while courtship. The dart itself doesn’t doesn’t produce sperm, nor does it penetrate the other snail. It simply probes the other to initiate the act of intercourse.
Posted By cosmiclay On 02.15.2010 @ 9:47 am
glance
He glanced over at me from across the room several times; I didn’t pay him any mind. Just figured he was another good-looking man that I hadn’t had the time for–besides I was back East for a wedding and the Holidays.
Who would of thunk that two months down the road, he still cared enough about me to endure the burnt out conversations on a Friday night. By the second glance, I wasn’t quite sure what he may have wanted. And like a smooth operator he weaved his way into my life–my mind–my dreams and desires.
All I want and what I’ll soon have is the chance to glance over at him on the pillow next to mine.
Love at 2nd glance.
Posted By cosmiclay On 02.08.2010 @ 2:47 am
He glanced over at me from across the room several times; I didn’t pay him any mind. Just figured he was another good looking man that I hadn’t had the time for–besides I was back East for a wedding and the Holidays.
Who would of thunk, two months down the road, he still cared enough about me to endure the burnt out conversations on a Friday night. By the second glance, I wasn’t quite sure what he may have wanted. And like smooth operator he weaved his way into my life–my mind–my dreams and desires.
All I want and when I’ll have is the chance to glance over at him while he sleeps peacefully on the pillow next to mine.
Love at 2nd glance.
Posted By cosmiclay On 02.08.2010 @ 2:44 am
