estancortoelamoryestanlargoelolvido unhinged every time i talk to you it is like a stab of death. i couldn't keep anything inside of me after i read your select words. just everything, my tears, my guts, my soul, my heart, tore out of me into a mess on the table in front of us when my eyes glance across us. just a watery, jiggly, slobbery mess. it's so ugly to see me that way. where i look for love there is only respect. in this place, those two are not the same things. not even close. he left without a word, i left him with too many, it was all this tangled mess in photographs on the bedroom floor. i could only hold his hand alone. 010814 ... Devil Doll oh please... *wretches* 010814 ... kerry that's sad [sniffles] 020101 ... ClairE Yes. The table in front of you. Once I actually made a puddle. He wanted me to get it over with so we could get to the part of the cycle where I didn't cry, and where we fucked. 020101 ... Miss Cleo What you sayin' girlfreeand? 040701 ...   "love is so short but forgetting is so long" pablo_neruda if i recall correctly 040701 what's it to you? who go blather from