.Heavy Tongues.

Im lost in a web of myself.

spiders never lie when you dream of them.  They told me of a change… I chose to not recognize it so i dreamed of them again… and now my heart stand at a crossroads.

i can’t speak your name,

its too heavy.

and im much to weak……

.1013AM.

i can not say i didnt have an awesome time... San Francisco was awesome. Life often tosses you challenges... I was given the challenge to decide what i needed to do in order for my happiness to be complete... I think I did well. Soemtimes, love hurts and is confusing... but it isn't hard to recoup from being hurt or low... it's all about the aknowledment of your state... and the reverence for the "humble" in life... Seek your own Solace but ensure you consider those in your path... and that does not mean sacrifice what you want for someone's gain... rather shows your maturity...

eh. im rambling... gotta shower... hasta luego...

I watched you struggle in the molasses thickness that was the moment. the same words fell from my mouth.

i, a broken record. you suffering from weak arms and legs trying your absolute best to survive the moment.

I have these moments when I aboslutely have to be doing something ever milisecond otherwise i will feel idle and my eefforts will be wasted... How much time does one have to sit and think about what they already know they should be doing.

Stop fearing your goals...you made them. Don't let the flight and height of life scare you away from actually living it.

PEace and Good Night world.

.Thursday's aren't thirsty.

Love sometimes mocks that of a door... hinged and un-hinged...

I would gladly weather myself for you... as long as you just keep turning that knob.

Thursday....June 4, 2009 felt empty. more so than my last empty days... This one fell funny at my feet... and my awkward arms couldn't figure ut how to hold it together today.

It is a desperate feeling trying to catch what you can't feel....
but you know it's there.

I do.

I do.

I do.

...if only there was a way to remind you of why you decided to ever cross this doorstep.



Maybe then you wouldn't have to be questioning why you come back... I love you. far more than these words.

.and then....

There was ME!

Good Day Blogger Space! Today I came home and handled the business.... I plan on hanging out with my favorite Hoochie Kissy Mush Mush Face Maurita later on. She's great! A Capricorn.... And Well... Just GREAT! Woot! She also has her Womyn with her... Who is absolutely beautiful so together they are WONDERFUL. Got that?! Good.

My dog pee'd on my couch cushion. Why, Sebastian?

Are you a dog owner? Better yet... Are you a pack leader? Have any doggy Tip's you wanna share?

Does anyone have Caesar's number? He needs to whisper in Sebastian's ear.

So World, tonight I will be a butterfly. I miss getting dolled up and actually feeling Pretty. Are you always on the Go? Never have enough time to just get dolled and hang out with out having to plan your tomorrow while trying to enjoy your today? Take time and doll up...fuck the plans for tomorrow... go RELAX. put away your cellphones.... Actually Laugh Out Loud... and BE HUMAN.

Not a Calendar.

Not a Cell Phone.

Not a Tweeter.

Feel you in your skin again.

Until manana Dolls!!!

Peace and No Hair Grease!

.Oh Tainted Dolls.

Come in many different shapes and different forms...

Question: How does one justify a smile... when they have caused others nothing but grief and hardship...

You never ever prance around on someone's good deed in stiletto heels.

There are a lot of things in the world i don't like....

But you Fawn... I am not FOND of you...at all... And Karma is waiting at the dinner table

for

that

ass.

SOMETIMES, ladies and gents... Blogs go personal...:)

I'll be back later.

Good Day:)

.Just When It Seems Clear.

.Hopeful.

i have paint from years of trying splattered on the backs of eyelids. pinned butterflies to boards. held heart scribbled on receipts in the corners of my pocket, there is just no easy way to let you go. i've been betting, bidding and biding time on black markets just to put our memories together again. signed contracts with devils, relished in sin and played poker with God to hold on to eternal winnings. you see i would sell my womb to create Us again.