| A simple writer with the muse on halt. |


I likez grazz...I likez grazz, he thought, and the world faded and there was nothing more important at that moment than that little piece of grass. Because grass is green and lithe and small; grass heals the belly if it still aches, and we chew, and chew, and the more we do our belly feels all nice. Yes, grass is good and soft and warm, and sometimes a bit itchy, but its not that bad. And grasss got yummies, and they run and jump, and sometimes bite, but they are always fun to catch. Yes, I likez grazz.I likez grazz...


Ode to ProcrastinationOn doing and undoing, Not yet doing anything Ill try on dawn, I say. Dawn next comes, and I hold it up for the day So then I go, Ill try on next day. But then next day comes,Ode to Procrastination
So Ill try some other day. Some other day wont come, So I say, Ill have it done today,
Today I see come and not yet it is done. The kitchens unclean; the desk is all clotted, The clothes are chaotic; the room is incompetent, The books are unread; the homeworks unknotted, There are such


I Dread for LoveAnd here I wait for thou to come, milady, But nowhere in sight art thou.I Dread for Love
Hath I a heart of fortitude and valiancy, Dreaming of thou would not be so.
Alas, wage war I ought to do, For thee to give me thou love. Albeit fear for battle I feel no more, I fear, instead, of thou.
“Ain’t no man afraid of love,” they say,
But cretins, I call them, they know no love. To perish at a glance, to yearn for a touch,
There’s no greater dread than such.
“Afraid of love?” says a man.
“Why should you fear for such?” But no, I say, I do not fear love. &n


ReverieOne day I saw Your pretty smile and thought, “Couldn’t been bewitched by Something more beautiful.” And I’ve prayed to try That I’d felt I’d fly, For I’ve fallen now into a deep trap.Reverie
But I held on firm; I saw my dream. It had a chance to become Something more genuine. And I knew I’d win, If I went on stiff. But shouldn’t let myself too caught up in this.
Don’t leave me alone now. I’d not live. I’d not live. I wish you’d stay in here, And fancy me in your dreams. But I cannot hold back my thoughts, I can-not es


What's Become of UsHello, my Darling:What's Become of Us
Two years ago, it would never have occurred to me that we could be in a situation where I would not purposefully cross the street just to say, "Hello." There are some people, you see, whose presence you take for granted--whose friendship and love you assume, always assume, will be available and of interest. But today, while I was busy juggling the mail and looking for my keys, I watched you come out of the coffee shop and walk right past me--and I let you go. It wasn't conscious, it was simply that I had other things on my mind. For the first time in forever--in our f
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"search hight and low! we must find the jade idol! and while you´re at it, see if you can find my car keys" -tropico
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I always thought there were no stupid questions...
Doesn't mean, though, they don't give me headaches... XD
(ok, se que ya te lo dije en persona ayer, pero queria dejar constancia escrita)
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I always thought there were no stupid questions...
Doesn't mean, though, they don't give me headaches... XD
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I always thought there were no stupid questions...
Doesn't mean, though, they don't give me headaches... XD
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... what I just said is a lie
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I always thought there were no stupid questions...
Doesn't mean, though, they don't give me headaches... XD
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