you_should_know_that irate irant At any given moment, someone, somewhere, could be debating and discussing your sexuality 011222 ... TK 1 asnd 1 and 1 is 3 011222 ... sweetheart of the song tra bong Right now. Over me. 011222 ... Mahayana: Zakah: Sangha Jewels of Refuge ... i am *A* slowly blooming open iris loving georgia O'keeffe loving lover peach petals walnut shells apple core glasscrack.sidewalkcrack.asphaltcrack loving lover let me, let me become,... let me become, the lines in your mango pit plum stain peeled away loving lover of a cellos shadow transluent skin beneath each layer glistening whispering underneath her lovers moon open iris{}peach petals{}walnut shells{}apple core{}crack.crack.crack{}mango pit{}plum stains{}cellos shadow{}translucent skin{}moon({}) sacred scriptures{}mysticism{}stillness of the moment{}born again{}blooming open iris({}) you_should_know_that_ the_core_holds_no_surprises & let there be no debate nor discussion you already have your answer 011222 ... two of three words its_time you_should_know_that 061111 ... laced I'm everything I wished I'd be, tortured and beautiful and the closest to heaven that i'll ever be, but I want to be a vigilante. I want to go around to cities and shoot out all the lights I want to be a light vigilante. i wish i had the guts to tell her i'm in love with her i can write worlds, things that no-one understands or lives in but people still love the pieces for their own reasons is it attractive i always confess my secrets to strangers... i wish i had green eyes i want to get lost in new york and never come back just disappear. i'd like to borrow all your beauty because i love it about you i got distracted by watching every boy in the room try and kiss you. fuck it hurts when one does though i swear i'm in love with you. i didn't want to be. i'm not meant to be. everytime i talk to you i find another belief. the only way to start from scratch is to trash the whole thing my religion is love. not love that is or was, but that never will be I'm always waiting. Waiting for sleep for words I'm dying to hear for words I never want to hear for my life to go the way I want it to. I can't always be waiting. I'll go crazy. It's times like these that I miss her so bad. But I don't know if I could say the things I have to say. I'm just waiting For these words to get out of my head. Just waiting for things to make sense again. I want to sleep and I can't. I just want to sleep. I want all this thinking to get out of my head. I'm so tired. I just want to sleep. 061112 ... pete "you should know about all this shit i've been dealing with because of you" she said. because of me... yeah, right. more because of the gossipy beasts most people are. because of me... more because we hang out so much together and have a level of familiarity that some find threatening for some reason (even when they are not involved in it at all!) because of me... or because of that brief lustful fling of a few summers ago that, while not regretting, i don't think of much. and nor should you. because of me... or what? because i am more reclusive than most while still interacting with a large number of people on a weekly basis? because i talk to people with that air of familiarity that usually doesn't move in to actions? only three people get that full steam. the "she" of question here, my room mate, and the most important "she" to me. makes sense? you should know that none of this shit is because of me, or because of you, but because of them and their prying eyes that seek any kind of lie. of course everyone, in some way, takes part. just don't deal with that bullshit, spreading it, wittingly. 061112 what's it to you? who go blather from