tell_me jennifer Tell me love isn’t true It’s just something that we do Tell me everything I’m not But don’t ever tell me to stop Don't you ever tell me love isn’t true It’s just something that we do Don't you ever tell me everything I’m not But don’t ever tell me to stop ~madonna 001018 ... sabbie tell me what you're thinking tell me what's going on tell me where you are tell me what's in your head tell me what you're thinking let me see inside you 001018 ... silentbob if you're thinking bad about me 001019 ... kate tell me what you've been wanting to tell me, but can't. things like that can go both ways, i've found. 001101 ... scheherazade don't tell me a thing if the words that come out of your mouth aren't going to be true in the morning 010818 ... wait the way to Santa Fe 010818 ... pritheemydear just tell me you never wanted me. tell me 020612 ... Mahayana [the way] 020612 ... sarahorsuzie there is no way the core is extremely hostile tonight and maybe wants something else angry fishes need more dishes, knives, and chemical bubbles 040108 ... spiffy tell me why 040810 ... icy instead of writing it - i want to hear you say it. i want to see your face when you tell me, hear your breath, smell your cowardice, taste your blood. tell_me face to face, no telephone call this time. (well, there wasn't one anyway, now was there?) no unsightly email popping up in my inbox, like useless spam your words will be unless i can hear them drop from your lips. do not type that sniveling crap and send it to me... nor would i want that haphazardly folded letter personally delivered to my front door - if you drove all that way, you could have knocked on that front door to tell_me in person. you standing, sitting, crouching, - whatever - but in front of me, looking at my face, to tell_me... and then you would have seen the tears on my face. you would have heard my heart break and the wrenching sobs you tore from me. you would have smelled abject pain and sorrow - not necessarily that it ended, but that it ended like it did. you would have tasted my blood on your hands for you cut me deep. and if it was only because i allowed you to? so be it. be happy now, knowing that you cut me still. i am twisted and scarred, bitter and unrelenting. why couldn't you just tell_me? i have not heard your voice for a long time now, and i think if i did, i would only fall farther. 050829 ... ferret if you really wanted to go sit at that table, or if you just didn't want to sit at my table 050829 ... ferret (but of course if you don't, it's not like i can complain, because i never did TELL you to sit at my table...) 050829 ... Me Og! Me tell! 070314 ... :_( tell me, tell me. meeeerrr... please i will be in that spot on the earth on that day at that time i promise not to be late this time. i don't expect nothing just to look at you. :_( 070314 ... chameleon chameleon 070315 what's it to you? who go blather from