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victory!!

still can feel you kiss me, love

I remember nonstop earthquake dreams of you
coming on fast like good dreams do

I remember hearts that beat,
I remember you and me


it takes me by suprise
in moments of calm, beauty or perfection
I find myself wishing
you were there, with me

I stumble -
catching myself at the last minuite
push you out of my head
and keep walking

still can feel you kiss me, love

Please End!

This week already sucks! It just needs to end

'nuff said

Misty Head

I don't

want

to deal with

don't ask

my lips

won't

form the words

I can't write

my head is empty

is it worth it?

thinking about you
dreaming about you
wanting you

the smile you put on my face
the butterflies you put in my stomach

feeling like this,
about you

when I can only get my heart broken
there can't be a future,
or even a present



but it's too late
I've already fallen,
too far gone

Dawn

Ecstatic bird songs pound

the hollow vastness of the sky

with metallic clinkings--

beating color up into it at a far edge,--beating it,

beating it with rising, triumphant ardor,--

stirring it into warmth,

quickening in it a spreading change,--

bursting wildly against it as dividing the horizon,

a heavy sun lifts himself--is lifted--

bit by bit above the edge of things--

runs free at last out into the open--

lumbering glorified in full release upward-- songs cease.

Poem: William Carlos Williams
Photo: Me

What I learned in school today:

Burke's Rules for Boys:

• they are stupid
• do not date them
• do not talk to them
• do not like them
• do not hook up with them - unless you are not and never will be friends and you do not talk
• do not stand within 50 ft of them - unless you are on top of them naked

Advice when boys have done something especially stupid:

• they grovel, on their knees
• they must buy something cheap
• there must be a sincere apology
• then you can consider talking to them again