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Detectives, police work to collar the suspect..to nab..to grab..The excellent work, the clues lead to a collar. Then the smaller collar on the wrists, then in a cage, like a dog. Dog collar.
In High School the best days were Rally Days. They were held in the Quad an outdoor circular depression in the middle of the school. I never attended them I always took the opportunity to go hang out with other friends who never attended either.
the existence of trust is but a myth. No one trusts anybody. It does not exist
I remember being young and learning the dreaded long division. I could not do it the way the teacher taught. Many long days and night trying to do it her way. I could see the answer but could not write it all out. So my answer would be right but the method wrong.
As a secretary she sucked. As a friend she was the best. Comely, funny, great listener, I only wish she could type and take messages.
words are the path to destruction. the tear down walls, tear down people, tear down defenses. the destruction can be a beginning or can be complete devastation. words are the path to destruction.
Some people try to take my serenity by force. What they don't know is I AM a force to be reckoned with...I will not go quietly at all. Nor will I allow others to hurt those I love. EVER. They want force..i am prepared to show them the meaning of the word.
His words were like silk softly enveloping me. I was in ecstasy listening to those words. They meant everything to me.
Sometimes I feel as if I am sinking into a dark hole where no one can see me and no one can save me. But I always keep my eye on the light on the top of the hole for there lays my hope..and when I focus very hard I can crawl towards the light and save myself.
Your hatred and your vile words; your theories and your ideas. Your search for the hidden message or purpose are all poison to me. You are a cancerous poisonous thing that eats away at my happiness. I have an antidote...you are gone.
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