braid splinken "if you want to be a martyr, try harder.." 000902 ... roxy smoke 000905 ... splinken "in twos and threes and twenty-threes.." allright, i'll stop now. 000905 ... moonshine In the back on the way home in the motorhome, on the bed, she asked if I had wanted her to braid my hair, I told her no. She backed away. We slept and talked, laughed. She handed me a book, The Vagina Monologues. I still wonder what she ment by that. She still asked to braid my hair and I still told her no. 000905 ... deb when i was little, i would wear my hair in two braids that began at the base of my neck- i'd pretend i was princess leah and curl them up around my ears, but they always fell down before i could convince my brother to be luke skywalker 001123 ... quinn His face, gleaming in the sunlight. The harsh brilliant light ablaze, blotting out his face. She screamed for him to stop, while crystalline pain fell softly, slowly down her cheeks. The ripping of her dress, her long hair draped down her back like a lattice. 031201 ... boey a self sustained support system. Where all the thin and weak bind and twist and become so grand, that even if one of the strands falls out, it doesnt fall down. a self sustained support network. 040627 ... Forming Mind Slipping smoothly. Soft against my two fingers, red and an eulogy to silk. Sliding through my two fingers intertwining. One across two, three across one, two across one... I'm writing graffiti on your body, I'm writing a story with the laces of these strande flowing through my fingers. 041214 what's it to you? who go blather from