renewed_faith pushpins broken down with assigned words like a monkey I type cheap disposable reports for a scribbled grade for meaningless passing marks for my plastic future for my empty life and words turn against me and dribble down my chin making me sick with exhaustion, I just want to curl up and sleep away the casualty of my words that I censor and mold and make flow though less beautiful, words are art and they just don't see. I'm a cheap whore, giving myself up pouring my soul into shreddable documents called home work for this trivial highschool life. and I turn to poetry but I'm all used up until a stranger finds beauty in my last breath of sweet expression, in my freed truth... renewed_faith given to me and a reason to keep on meaning what I say. (thankyou!) nobody really knows how much a simple compliment can mean to me at moments like these. 020826 ... sabbie you know, i've been reading your stuff for years and i've watched you grow, from my distance, kept an eye on you, kinda like a blatherlittlesister, and from my distance, i've watched your way with words explode and bloom and rise with both arms rasied to the sun until over and over i am speechless from that suchbeauty. with love, pats and respect, . 020826 ... cube We are forever to doubt because more than one person wrote under that name. Is it really her or are we to be made fools of once again? Renewed faith? How about renewed trust? ³ 020826 ... pushpins sabbie? whats this, cube? I'm confused. and sabbie...I didn't think you liked me. like...at ALL. AT ALL. so wow. 020826 ... cube See pushpins entry dated 020127... ³ 020827 ... pushpins ? but that was me, and very me.... ??? still confused, but only if i dont look like a complete dumbass being confused. 020827 ... pushpins OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH that just hit me! no, i didnt eman it that way... i mean i was yummychuckle and pushpins...oh dear i amde it sound otherwise. Im so sorry... gah im dumb 020827 ... sheesh i cant even type mean* made* 020827 ... sabbie the thing with spoken words is they hang in the air like breath on a cold morning, they do still stay with the recipient, after a fashion, but they slowly melt and distort and fade away the things with words commited, caught and pinned down like dead butterflies, is every time you read them they still have the same impact as the time they were first said. im not sure where you got your impression from darl, but its been distorted by the solidity of whatever you have read [i assume it was something from blather, unless i know you irl and you know more of me than i of you, but being on different sides of the planet kinda strike this possibility out] --------- i often wonder if i met someone from blather on the street would i recognise their words in what they had to say --------- i give you my respects to pass onto your vocablry and your artisty with words 020828 ... myplasticmind beautiful 020828 what's it to you? who go blather from