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Monday, November 16, 2009

who have you been in this life who are you now who will you be tomorrow I have been asking you why for 20 years you always say "I don't know" maybe I like it this way if I ask again it may just be out of habit what would I do if I got what I asked for ~OTA Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

I sometimes think if I avoid negative people I will have a positive attitude. I have it in my head that a negative attitude is "catching".. like a virus. In some ways that is true. What if you wake and realize you are the one with the crappy attitude. You feel the urge to crawl under the covers so... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

she folds her wings and waits waits for a perfect moment moments of perfection are difficult to find found in a sea of imperfect moments imperfect to some and perfect to others others who have no wings wings folded waiting waiting ~~~~~~~~~ I have many kisses does that mean you will share no just... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, November 9, 2009

What's your favorite color Momma? Oh, I think Blue. but then.. Oh.. I love blue (smiles) I also like purple and green Momma Oh yes.. me too Those are the cool colors Momma not like red and orange and yellow I like the cool colors also (smiles) I wonder sometimes when I became like my mother my... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, November 8, 2009

step aside from the chance there begging pleading inside you to be felt for the moment that doesn't last spoken whispered breathed acknowledged bitter sweet nothing of past of present of future play the game another day ~ if I could only see you just a day 24 hours or 12 would I like you? ~ OTA Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

listening to the confused cherub wondering if the shadows he chases at twilight will ever release him tell me something new tell me they disappeared those shadows that come and go and come confusing the cherub who likes to play with shadows at twilight Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

She thinks she has gone quite mad The split lines on her palm tell the story listening to the magician a tear rolls unchecked dripping into her ear a wave of nausea churns under but she smiles she has gone quite mad Sign in to see full entry.

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