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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
  yeah,...T again.December 23, 2002 5:51 p.m. Related Reading welcome to my screwed up life. Guess who I have been thinking way to much about. Take a wild, wild guess. ..the one person I should not think about. ...and that would T. I was so pathetic that I drove around last night listening/singing songs that remind me of him under the guise of looking at Christmas lights. And the other night I think I decided to actually ask my friend Pryce about him. And I was also thinking about how much I've changed, not only since I last saw him, but also since I first met him. I am not the girl I used to be. I'm much cooler. I'm much hotter, much more sexy,...must more comfortable with my own sexuality, ...Much Much MUCH much funnier. and obviously more confident. When I first met him I was just a few hairs above ordinary....just a bit above common.....but now I really think I'm a catch. ....and I actually wonder what would happen if we hung out after this period where I haven't seen him. Actually,...B told me a while back that he saw him and he had pretty much lost all of his cool .....but..I dunno. Oh...and I was dicussing this issue with one of the boys the other night and he asked and he asked me what it was about T that makes me so innamered with him. and I've mentioned this before. it's alot of little things, and one big one...and that would be him. ...him...just him. ~sigh~ yeah, that's when my friend told that I should try to see him again. ~sigh~ we'll see. |
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