profile present
glory days
email
ringfinger group me
notations guestbook
diaryland registered wishes
This is my blogchalk:
United States, GEORGIA, ATLANTA, FULL OF HOUSES, English, SECRET, Female, 26-30, WRITING, PHOTOGRAPHY.
This is my blogchalk:
United States, GEORGIA, ATLANTA, FULL OF HOUSES, English, SECRET, Female, 26-30, WRITING, PHOTOGRAPHY.
Writing breaks open the vaults of the dead and the skies behind which the prophesying angels hide. - sylvia.plath
Nobody's creepy from the inside, Hazel. Some of them are sad, and some of them hurt, and some of them think they're the only real thing in the world. But they're not creepy. - Death
the official Roman Dirge website.
«
?
Pro-Choice
#
»
 |
 |
- - 2005-08-10
- - 2005-08-08
for those who like to contribute - 2005-08-06
- - 2005-08-04
- - 2005-08-03
Our existence deforms the universe. That's responsibility. -Delirium
2005-06-28 - 1:22 p.m.
Today the city is dressed in her best blues and yellows. We are postcard people and my mind's pulpit is breaking off splinters of thought to stab you with. You call me "Conjure Woman" and demand answers...yet like Cassandra, when I speak, you hear but don't heed. I have moved past forced speech into unlistening ears and so I prophesy with silence. With a lack of sound so deafening it leaves the ears ringing in it's aftermath - that's the bell toll of friendship's cracked liberty.
Yet when I feel myself closing the door on your smile, you say "I'll see you at the zoo."
And I know somewhere we're still connecting...
just stop being such a Charlie Brown Man.
ulterior motives - fortune telling
