fireworks Tess burning in the sky woo woo woo just for you. -bjork 991231 ... birdmad "this world and then the fireworks" 000509 ... lizard one minute they're whispering forever into your ear, and the next you're watching the fireworks show alone... wanting nothing but arms wrapped tightly around you and lips to kiss as the harbor waves lap against your feet and the bursts of emotion rumble against your chest. 000521 ... Q Can't speak for the boogeyman, but I've been watching fireworks all night. 000701 ... grendel bangbangbang crescendo colour-lit night sky chemical lightning explosions behind my eyes 000701 ... whirligirl oh, my. i saw them out my window.... oooo oooo ooooo 000704 ... lizardqueen It was the longest ten minutes of my life. Walking home, I thought every car that passed surely had to know what had happened. I was bleeding from biting my lip so much. I could feel the pallor, like chalk, on what was originally an olive complexion. The color had been drained from my body, even my hands seemed sick and empty, the way he left me. That was the first time i had noticed my hands as i was walking home. The were dirty and matching the quiver on my lip. Healthy dirt had been packed tight underneath my jagged fingernails from the clawing and pain i transferred from between my legs into the earth. The fucking earth I never asked to be put on in the first place. In the beginning I had put my hands over my face, I guess thats just a natural reaction to pain and crying and terror, you protect your mind from what your eyes will let in. Your eyes will cheat you and let in things to haunt your dreams and concentration forever. But he had pulled my arms away by the elbow, and said, "I want to look you in the eyes..Look ME In The EYES". That was before he started hurting me, at first it was the overwhelming stinging i could feel on the outside of me, but seconds later came an internal pain with every forbidden thrust. I could feel it in my lower stomach, I tried to push him away but he slid his right arm underneath my back, pulling me in closer, making the pain louder, my screams a scale for his measure. My insides felt as though they were collapsing in suicide, my mind now on the art of the bridge, tracing over the clever and vulgar graffitti. but nothing seemed moe vulgar than this, nothing was mine anymore, here on the ground, in the dirt with the bugs and the ants as i was thrusted into the fertile ground. The fireworks had boomed over my howls, my pleas for him to stop, his hushing and grunting. In the sky were the most fantastic fireworks id ever seen. They were enormous and crackling, lighting up the sky even minutes after the boom. Or what seemed to be minutes. They lit up his face in magnificent greens and oranges, flickering the glimmer in his focused eyes. Id live in the sky for a minute and then see a flash of him in the corner of my eye, flashes of him ruining my life. I dont know how many minutes it had been since he left. Im not sure how long I lied there fermenting in my own tears and blood, with the dirt and bugs. But i belonged with them now, because he took away everything from the inside out. And i had to start all over again. I was a worm on the ground, trying not to get stepped on. Walking home I wondered how my own family had spent the fourth of july. 2 blocks away we could have been watching the very same fireworks. From the creek maybe I even had a better view. 010602 ... Toxic_Kisses Going to Ren Fest was our first real date. We ended up staying for the fire works and it was there as I set in his lap that he experienced his very first French kiss and we created our own fireworks. 011223 ... End Is Forevre I promised I'd see it again I promised I'd see this with you now 020107 ... Mahayana first 1's without you 020704 ... gbkiss stars? 020704 ... little fury bug i missed them. i was in the shower. i didn't really care. watching them would've made me feel lonely...made me wonder where he is...and if he's looking up at the same ones. yeah, so i missed them...on purpose. explosions still echo in the distance. i don't care. tomorrow, the sky will be scarred, marred, imprinted....from the fireworks. their images lingering for a while longer...as long as they can. the streaks and strands of smoke lining the skies...edges blurred and hazy...reminding you that they were there...to wound the sky...and those are scars to prove it. 020704 ... Glory Box Quiero fireworks. Rode down to the fairgrounds for midnight but didn't make it and watched them blow from the bus windows. But it's ok. Cuz that day I was in it for the journey. 020827 ... mo fireworks can light up the sky, with beautiful colors every 4th of july it reminds me of "miss mary mack" with dem silver buttons down her back, it reminds me of a time when i was little when i first heard that song or riddle! 031029 ... moi It`s hard to believe that at a time I was frightened of fireworks.I used to think they would hit me.Fireworks don`t hit, they touch.They give you a feeling. Maybe we should all be touched by fireworks.whether they`re there or not. 031029 ... pipedream oh god, lizardqueen...i cried for you. haven't seen fireworks for a long,long, long time. i miss them. 031029 ... Death feeling hatred taking my axes out. where is the m()&*%#)(&%#)& that attacked lizard queen? If I ever learn of your existance, you won't be needing your nackers fuckwad. you have friends here lizardqueen. Let pipedream give you some healing sparklies. 031030 ... marked . 031030 ... pipedream yeah, gimme one of those axes!!!! *mixes together some potent healing-happy sparklies for lizardqueen* i bet i could find some evil sparklies...bad-guy ones, y'know, all jagged and stingy to get this $^%^#%%^%#, what say ye? *tests axe blade* and get some blunt ones for maximum torture. and a vat of vinegar. 031030 ... somebody whats this have to do with fireworks? 031030 ... pipedream getting medieval would *you* like an axe in your bum? 031031 ... somebody No, but if you ask nicely I can apply great gobs of Vaseline to the handle and shove it up your ass for you *smiles pretty like* Now- back to the Main Topic: Fireworks I was really young when we went to Disney World, like five so their are few things I remember about being there but one of the things I do remember is the fireworks show I saw while there, I got to sit on daddys shoulders and his hands held tight to my knees 'cause I was afraid of falling even after he reassured me I wouldn’t, the sky was ablaze with crazy psychedelic designs and even though I'd already gotten over my fear of the sound of thunder the sound of the fireworks frightened me but I didn’t cry 'cuz I wanted to seem brave and adult like (*sing song voice from commercial jingle* Daddy wow I'm a big kid now!) and I also knew daddy would protect me from anything bad so the fact that he wasn’t upset by the noise helped. But the Fireworks that lit that night sky were spectacular, I haven’t seen a better fireworks show since! 031101 ... birdmad I remember the hit connecting and my head rocking back, it was the visual effect of sudden sharp impact to the head on the optic nerve and the eye itself. seeing_stars spitting_blood the usual shit 031101 ... june So in other words it is pointless for her to be here because they think she's a whore---but so what even if she was what does it matter to anyone? If she would choose or not to be a whore is entirely up to her it doesn't make her a target for destruction,she is still human. How many whores have you jumped into bed with and who are you to judge? Oh well, I probably need to see a melon doctor or something. 040123 ... anne-girl damn, they were gorgeous with loud music playing in the background, O Canada! instrumental, big-sounding music and the fireworks explode overhead, falling out of the sky at me and people say ooh, aah and some of them are bright, and others wispy and curly and you can see smoke rising off the water, and patterns of it in the sky and i think it's probably bad for the environment but it's so beautiful i could have died happy, in those fifteen minutes 050703 what's it to you? who go blather from