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missing
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not now
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a girl went missing in my town last springtime, near my old home they found her car, parked by the tracks
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041016
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not now
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http://www.sistersinspirit.ca/ "...Over the past 20 years, approximately 500 Aboriginal women have gone missing in communities across Canada. Yet government, the media, and Canadian society continue to remain silent..." http://umanitoba.ca/manitoban/20040929/article.php?section=comment&article=01
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041016
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not now
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http://www.missingpeople.net/vancouver_missing_women.htm http://www.missingnativewomen.ca/
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041016
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.nom
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a local psychic led the police to find her remains they found her in the woods she was 23yearsold
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050128
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wild animal, accident, or other
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050128
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silentbob
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He sat on his bed, feet planted firmly on the cold wooden floor in the still-dark morning, the red digital numbers of his clock bleeding 4:55 at him. He palmed his eyes, crushed them into his sockets, rubbing the sleep out, the tiny grains of collected and hardened secretion. He tried to regain composure, wake himself up. Yawning, he tiredly picked up his crucifix necklace and tried to look at its miniscule features in the darkened room. He put it around his neck, letting it fall to his round stomach, his back curved. When he stood it didn't go that far.
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050130
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nom)
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understanding
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050923
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zedel
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I'm sad that I can't share this part of my life with you.
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080324
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unhinged
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god i want a cigarette but_still ow_my_lung it's been over a week. can't i be better now? can't i get back to my old vice sorely missed?
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080324
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tessa
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I miss talking to my friends. People who really know me, people who can predict what I'm going to say. People who understand how I feel and why. I miss long conversations on the phone at night, when we really should be asleep. I miss sitting in the car talking, reluctant to say goodbye and get out. I miss pointless overanalysis, shared jokes, re-hashing old stories. I miss the narration of every day life, which gives it a strange type of structure and meaning. My beautiful, strong, smart, wonderful, insane friends. I miss you.
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080530
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tessa
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it's not home one misses, it's the past.
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090927
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not sure yet...
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fireteddy?
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120604
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n o m
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sisters in spirit . ca is something else now
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140308
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epitome of incomprehensibility
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No, it's something about losing weight, which is all good, but not that important. But it's appalling this keeps happening (and I don't mean internet addresses changing hands) - see for example www.change.org/forloretta
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140308
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Risen
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I'm listening to Dashboard Confessional's "Am I Missing" It's an interesting question. Am I missing? I feel like I am. LIke I have lost myself. Or something I thought I might have been.
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140309
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
from
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