Come over
tomorrow is just another time where space is universal and time has elapsed!
i miss you..and i wish i would have told you that i love you... or even that i feel something for you
"Now I accept that facing the difficult is part of the heroic journey of writing, a preparation, a ritual of sanctification--that it is through this arduous process of grappling with words that writing becomes my true home, a place of solace and comfort." bell hooks
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
one day after
this pain is to a maxim..
when i try to be strong the desire bursting out of my skin wants to be weak, to be able to feel your gentle lips on my neck.... too bad you are holding hands with another
when i try to be strong the desire bursting out of my skin wants to be weak, to be able to feel your gentle lips on my neck.... too bad you are holding hands with another
Thursday, April 22, 2010
elections
i am waiting for the results... god this is so nerve wrecking!
i am sitting at the mcc waiting for results. we have lost for the past two years and everytime this process gets to me. i hope that we don't lose. jfkl;ajfkldjal;fj;la
i am sitting at the mcc waiting for results. we have lost for the past two years and everytime this process gets to me. i hope that we don't lose. jfkl;ajfkldjal;fj;la
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Xota as my political identity
I am a Xota and Xoto
:D
I haven't written for such a long time. My mind has not been present.
I want to lay in bed with someone and not have sex just lay. Make eye contact. Smile. Giggle. Discuss philosophies. Then have the person sing to my ear...
:D
I haven't written for such a long time. My mind has not been present.
I want to lay in bed with someone and not have sex just lay. Make eye contact. Smile. Giggle. Discuss philosophies. Then have the person sing to my ear...
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