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 Quiet Girl
What kind of little girl were YOU? brought to you by Quizilla
um yeah, pretty much, except no one in my life has EVER described me as quiet, heh. Oh yeah, and I beat up boys so there goes the sweet part. Hmmm, but yeah besides THAT!
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so my inner child and I had our talk last night.
I listened intently and when it was all over I leaned in, kissed the tears from her eyes and whispered in her ear,
"its just you and me, kid."
I think she understood.
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[02 May 2002|09:37pm] |
like the broken words that spill from my lips..
the faded highlights in my weathered hair...
the sheltered smile of remembrance on my face...
the swirly beginnings of new notions in my heart...
the roll around new idea of today's day in my been-there-done-that brain...
sigh and grin, sigh and grin again.
it's the now, the right fucking now. and that's all.
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[20 Apr 2002|12:52am] |
death surouneds me what the fuck.....
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[20 Apr 2002|12:47am] |
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go to bed yuo fckin idiot......
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[20 Apr 2002|12:46am] |
livejorunal durnk
weeeee......
HAQ!!!!!
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[20 Apr 2002|12:41am] |
bwaaah aaa haa
so drunk...
trying to sya wawke and sdirnk water
ha ha had ina't fucking spellll
not going back tospecllchekc htiss..
whre eyouare ?
no xess for me ....... yous cuk
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