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Showing posts with label ♥ → ♥. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ♥ → ♥. Show all posts
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Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Monsieur Alfredo and I: A Complicated Relationship
It looks so innocent, doesn't it? Harmless, even. But, alas, this nature had no part in my experience with this venerable pasta this day. It was not to be...
Monday, February 14, 2011
To The Birds
Yes, yes. I know. Most people are, at the very least, vaguely excited by V-Day. But I'm not gonna lie. If I had my way, it wouldn't exist. Not around me. I don't really care what you do with your own time. That's your business. But just please, please don't take up mine with your sentimental. I'm not interested. Not even a little bit. I don't want any cards, chocolates, kisses...nothing. Just some peace and quiet. That's all I ask.
Honestly, I just don't get the whole Valentine's thing. Like, all of these girls are running around, twisting their boyfriends round and round their pinkies, and there's hearts everywhere. It's freakin' nuts.
And, well...do my fellow females honestly think that guys really care about you, just because they get you something for ChocDay (as I call it)? That what they get you is an accurate representation of how they feel towards you? 'Cause that's just ridiculous.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Fully Aglow
Your taste – the feel
of your mouth, the edging
all along your hot pink tongue – it's like
burnt sugar, trembling,
Crumbling black-brown
molded
oh so firmly
to the insides of my mouth
Yes, yes
I can taste it
I can feel it
I can
Friday, July 30, 2010
Incomplete Sentences...
I like...the vibrant collage of color that carpets the ground below at autumn's peak.
My happiest moment was...giggling over my Culver's butterburger with my bestie, Becs, and knowing that, as long as she was there everything would be okay.And finding out that my other bestie, Nikkie, was engaged on that very same day.
Back home...my dog's snoozing in the kitchen - and my room's probably a mess.
I regret...taking so long to learn from my mistakes.
At bedtime...I read, put on my lucky tube socks, and scribble my writing ideas all over my palms.
I am...a child of God, blessed with friends, family, and a blissful abundance of books.
What annoys me...is the way my hair ducks out on the sides. It looks like I have wings.
People...usually don't understand me.
A mother...gave you life, gave you love, before she even held you in her arms. Hers is a love that keeps on giving.
I feel...like dancing in the rain, right in the sidewalk's stream.
My greatest fear is...possums. And people staring at me excessively.
When I was a child...I made little "books" out of looseleaf printer papaer and this little mini stapler my mom got me once.
I suffer...every time my mom tries to take me shopping.
I failed...at Suduko. Every time. I rock at Dots, though. If I do say so myself.
Guys...can only think with one side of their brain at a time.
I need...another bookshelf. And some more gel ink pens.
I hate...Bible-thumpers, root beer, and salads. They make me feel like a rabbit.
I go to...Joseph-Beth's almost every weekend.
My father...is actually pretty cool.
I wish...I had something to wish for.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Past Tense
I loved youYou loved me
But it wasn't meant to be.
Sometimes you love someone
Sometimes you fall for someone
But sometimes they just don't love you.
And it's all one big past tense.
♥ → ♥
Believe me, I know the feeling. No matter what you do, no matter how you feel, no matter how hard you pray, they just can't love you. Or, at least, not in the same way. I know. It sucks. But sometimes you have to go through the ugly, just to get to plain ordinary. And then there's beautiful...somewhere waiting for you.
And then there's that someone who's been waiting for you, that someone who never gave up hope - no matter how many times you shot them down. And then you wake up one morning...and you realize they were right under your nose the whole time.
But anyways, here's the straight of it: I really like these guys. And I don't want to lose them. So I'm gonna take it slow and just...see where it goes.
But anyways, here's the straight of it: I really like these guys. And I don't want to lose them. So I'm gonna take it slow and just...see where it goes.
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