Friday, July 30, 2010

My mind races with all my longings.

Risk by Anais Nin


And then the day came,

when the risk

to remain tight

in a bud

was more painful

than the risk

it took

to Blossom.











~What is WRONG with me? I give pretty good advice, yet I can't take it.



Random babble. Must be time for my annual freak out. Every year shit happens that just makes me feel like I need to get a grip. Ert da fruck?!



Maybe I really am crazy. I suppose that might be why I get so angry when people call me crazy. :o


I need some roller therapy.

Stomp on her crotch!!!

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