rian .... 990827
stephen in seattle 991018
h8r i don't think i've ever experienced this phenomena. i haven't been able to speak due to laughter, but i don't think that actually counts. 991020
old hick I wish I could be... 000215
calliope i will write more
calliope never wish you could be speechless! ever!
the worst curse in the world!
you have so many things to say
but every single goddam time you try you just can't say it.
to friends, sometimes to strangers, to family, to really close friends, to enemies, to everyone under the sun.
i'm still trying to figure out how i do this blather stuff.
ddx i disagree...
my penis is speechless, but he does not wish to speak either, he just enjoys when women speak close to his head, very very very close...
...with lots of kissing too!!!
Syrope Your love is magical, that's how I feel
But I have not the words here to explain
Gone is the grace for expressions of passion
But there are worlds and worlds of ways to explain
To tell you how I feel
But I am speechless, speechless
That's how you make me feel
Though I'm with you I am far away and nothing is for real
When I'm with you I am lost for words, I don't know what to say
My head's spinning like a carousel, so silently I pray
Helpless and hopeless, that's how I feel inside
Nothing's real, but all is possible if God is on my side
When I'm with you I am in the light where I cannot be found
It's as though I am standing in the place called Hallowed Ground
Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel
Though I'm with you I am far away and nothing is for real
I'll go anywhere and do anything just to touch your face
There's no mountain high I cannot climb
I'm humbled in your grace
Speechless, speechless, that's how you make me feel
Though I'm with you I am lost for words and nothing is for real
Your love is magical, that's how I feel
But in your presence I am lost for words
Words like, "I love you."
--Michael Jackson
little fury bug
...uh...I...um...er...eh...and then ..umm.. but it was like...um... whaddya call it?...and uhh...what's his face?...he said something like....um..
like you get what I'm saying?
blue star it only happens when someone touches me unexpectedly... someone of the male persuasion, specifically. if I'm surprised enough I have no witticisms, no defenses, no physical reactions other than the instinctual, no thoughts, and no hold on the moment. it's a total rush. I dare you to make me speechless. I dare you to have an interest in making me speechless, you fuck. what do you fucking care for me? Get the fuck away from me. The next time you try to hurt me, you'll pay. 020618
celestias shadow the last time i was speechless was also one of the ONLY times i've ever been totally lost for words. right after i saw Return of the King. I just couldn't say a single word. 040102
cibo matto "you saw me crying, but now my eyes are dry. (i'm leaving you.)" 040102
trixie i can't say this.
im going to say this.
me. you are bad for me.
i love the thought of you.
i love that you love me.
for some reason im impressed that you have feelings for me.
i don't think people love me.
im dilluded.
people do actually love me.
you obviously don't have real feelings for me and that's a shame.
you hate that i hate you.
you love the thought of what you think is me.
you. i am too good for you.
there, i said it.
i needed to say it.
misstree just when things were starting to take shape in a gentle-coloured, jingly kind of way, a different dream pulled through... i know i can't won't set that aside for such a slim chance, this is my monastery trip, and that would slowly eat me alive... but now i have two "what if"s, i have a dream that barely lasted a day, such a pretty one, i have less than a month to wander off of this island and stash most of Me away...

i don't quite know what to say just yet...
pSyche there is nothing to say anyways.
I cannot think tonight
the stars are gone
and the rain has come
sweeping my words down the gutter
where they are wasted
for people who are not there
I am left speechless
gazing at where the moon should be
but where is only a blanket of rain
and I am looking for my words
so that i may make a picture for you
a perfect picture with my words
perfectly_chaotic What is this mess? I tell myself this lie where I think I need something that tears me apart. Yet, were I to get it, guilt would tear me into shreds; I can't tell you what I hide. 110510
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