~People put you down enough you start to beleive it.~
~Julia Roberts (Pretty Woman)
Some times a jumble of letters and words can make us feel better in some strange way, like we have discovered some great truth by adding more words to the world. We are being heard. I dont know that the words are safe any more for me and I am finding it harder and harder to escape. In a sea of tossed words my attempts at rescue become so much salty brine.
When I was younger I used to watch Star Trek Voyeger with my dad every night. Now I dont live with my parents anymore and mostly they dont want to have me around because I have a daughter and I am not married to her father. Every day I miss my dad and I wish he was here with me right now watching Star Trek Voyeger.
~Julia Roberts (Pretty Woman)
Some times a jumble of letters and words can make us feel better in some strange way, like we have discovered some great truth by adding more words to the world. We are being heard. I dont know that the words are safe any more for me and I am finding it harder and harder to escape. In a sea of tossed words my attempts at rescue become so much salty brine.
When I was younger I used to watch Star Trek Voyeger with my dad every night. Now I dont live with my parents anymore and mostly they dont want to have me around because I have a daughter and I am not married to her father. Every day I miss my dad and I wish he was here with me right now watching Star Trek Voyeger.
- Last seen on Jan 1 9:26 PM 2009. Member since April 11, 2005.
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My dog is pensive at night. All day she is a happy go lucky clown, and a seemingly dumbass goof ball scaredy cat, but at night she becomes898 lines, 2 comments, May 8, 2007. In 600-2000 words, Adventure, Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Personal
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I made a chocolate cake the day after the day I was slain, and I ate the entire thing, no frosting, just hott chocolate cake filling my vei1308 lines, 2 comments, May 8, 2007. In 600-2000 words, Depression, First person, Journal, Love, Personal, Society
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Where do you start? / / A million beginnings have popped into my head over the last two days, but they all run away and leave me blank when I actually sit down to write. So maybe I’ll just run over the basics. / / We broke up, yeah fucked up I
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BabyGurlz : Tabatha on August 14Guess we do
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JBudRos : 507am on aug. 12... on August 12hey i miss you sorry it has been a long time but I'm back now and well...ill be here for you now!
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DarkRomantic113 on July 28You seem to be a very interesting woman with a great story to tell. Perhaps we can talk one day.
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zt on March 20I hope you and Aria are doing well...
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