cordeliajane
Soul's bile bubbling up your throat lips sewn shut hush now be silent no one wants to hear the truth, hard or easy. Rip the thread away--speak.
Ahhh, hell nah!
I have faced so many losses. Losses of so many people that I love, or once loved. Why do they all leave? I'm not sure. I just want to...never mind.
I miss my dog. My Smokey. He was my friend, my protector. He kept me warm in the forest when I had to hide. He alerted me to dangers. He was my best friend.
the soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert
chocolate is my favorite
but i prefer frozen fruity ice over ice cream
I don't understand abstract art but I like it. It's usually fun to look at. Also, you can make abstract art by putting down whatever you want and calling it abstract. I like to do that. Oh yes. I don't understand pictures of colored squares, though.
what is that exactly? someone who makes alarm clocks? what an awful job. no seriously, i'm not really sure what an alarmist is. someone who is alarmed at all times? someone who rehearses being alarmed in case of emergencies? to the dictionary!
"no wait man, wait." he knew he had something profound to say, but damn if he couldn't remember it.
"screw it. you're camping."
"sorry man."
inhale. inhale more. mmmm.
i had an epiphany once in my life
it wasn't a big deal really
i just thought, but if
oh wait
i don't remember
i guess i'm waiting for another
passionate about life and love and everything. can you be? i do not know. can you be passionate about more than one thing? or does passion consume all of you? and leave nothing else?
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