Oh, to be fluent in some prehistoric language.
Maybe then I could speak my heart.
Never to stumble over crumbling eggshells
or
drop from enormous boxes of metal in the sky.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Oh bible scriptures....
My mama just paraphrased a bible scripture to me and said, "If you don't hit the kid, you don't love them, so you are very loved Tamara!" I think it was a scripture in Proverbs. Can you even believe that.... My Mama is so funny some days.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Chafed Yesterdays.....
my eyes are burning from looking at you all night long.
my hands, well, let's just say my hands got a work-out they were not expecting.
everything ends up last minute.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
thought #776
I am who I say I am.
Well at least for today.
Gone are the days I am to be haunted by fruit flys and thin layers of guilt.
Well at least for today.
Gone are the days I am to be haunted by fruit flys and thin layers of guilt.
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