amy dissolution through time, sensing ancient ones. 991220
splunty i defiled reverence with teletubby
fanaticism: easter-bunny deity with
duple hoopoe pets.
pat sajak rabbits were made for skydiving! 001207
unhinged bunnies....

there is nothing more i can say about tried to warn me. i just smile now. it's such a dull acheing pain. love you.
misstree mmm... tourist flesh... such a pretty pretty boy, and he knew what he was getting into, and he did live up to what he said he wanted to do... 010105
noa noah noah noah

his middle name counts for what his life does, and he has no middle name
unhinged Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Write for example, 'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to a pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.
Her voice. Her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is short, forgetting is so long.

Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.

pablo neruda
Devil Doll another fucking chapter in the goddamn saga... if he were a gracious god, there would be no human race... fucking human beings... everything they worry about is so damn trivial 010814
unhinged "sex can be quite enjoyable with the right amounts of alcohal and delusion" 010818
unhinged "I need to see you, vince and i talked about you tonight, and i realized I missed you, and that your awsome, great, intelligent, beautiful, fun, lively, delicate, many things, I couldn't encapsulate you in one adjective so i wrote many if that is alright" 010825
unhinged "you will always be there, the dishonors student violin playing lonely beautiful girl" 011218
god an ark is like a boat, i says... 011219
Mahayana: Zakah: Sangha Jewels of Refuge said
[ha!] [on]
*my* boat
*i* make
the rules

[got that mister lion]?
Jenna my best friend in first grade

(I wonder what happened to him?)

girl_jane I'm using more of my words on him. I hope I'm not wasting them.

girl_jane such a beautiful boy. He deserves every bit of happiness he gets. I just hope I'm part of that happiness. 030314
unhinged i miss you my crazy friend. how are you doing?

'i don't want to die for oil.' 9/12/01
amy my nephew's name. 080604
what's it to you?
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