It comes back to me as recollections
of battering light from the rearview mirror.
They travel in something that reminds
me of the way you write when you agree.
They told me I could describe it best with untouching rhetoric,
but my doubt measures something like my breath.
I thought of this until I heard them call my name.
When I have mistaken it for something great, they were
only shouting numbers at the glowing screen.
I stood there, blind.
Untouched,
and unmistaken for something lesser in light.

sometimes i forget to breathe.
but we can't aspire to respire anymore.
when desperation took a seat next to me
she found cracks in my wall.

everything so vulnerable.
now debris.
we're a reflection of weakness.
they are our weakness.
so feeble my body at a hint of their glance.

she showed me something.
a box.
and in it were immortalized moments
featuring a stranger in her mirror.
she said she was once like me.
before desperation took a seat next to her.

a fair judgement for absent friends. read best from an opeth album.
we could argue. or we could pretend everything's alright. but who's got time to do either?
we're run my digital numbers, ticking hands, and a pyrmid of sand. but we're always off schedule.

when did we become so lifeless? when did we decide to change so much?
or have we always been like this, waiting for our true colors to finally surface.
a blend of self absorbancy with stubborness on a pallet, slowly tinting the once shades of happiness.

or maybe we've never been happy. i think we've been staring at a pattern on canvas for quite some time now.
too afraid to admit that change is inevitable. that life is not a still portrait.

Painful Realizations of 2006

1. If I were to run 10 ft, I'd pass out and die.
2. Lord Beddington is my only refuge from my so called life.
3. I am a bitch. Supreme leader of the bitches. Dark lord of the bitch underworld.
4. The Krusty Krew equals the entire gay population of Rick Hansen.
5. Killing people/ buring things down is not the answer too all my problems.
6. Che Poofv Che Poofv is not the answer to all my problems.
7. I could never opinion/freestyle battle with Aditi and win. Ever.
8. Natasha can never teach me how to dance without saying "We'll work on that."
9. Heels higher than 4 inches make me walk like a pregnant teacher.
10. Watching pregnant teachers shimmy their way down the hall is the only reason I wake up in the morning.
11. Youtube is my TV.
12. TV is my paperweight.
13. I don't have any paper to test out my new paper weight.
14. I'm willing to take up smoking so I can quit smoking as a New Year's Resolution.
15. According to Reema, I can never be a girl, or not lame, or not gay-lame or anything that would render me normal.
16. According to Reika, I can never be president of Glavoria...ever again.
17. According to Maxx, I'll never be as smart as every prostitute in the world.
18. I name everything in my possession starting with "Lord" and ending with "-ington".

Currently Listening My Arms, Your Hearse By Opeth see related

i've been grossly misinformed. thanks.

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THE HOUSES!!
Malex - the all knowing robot God!! = [Robot House]
Reika - the teethed leaf collector = [Rateau House]
Sabid - the not too distant pair of a worker = [Parasite House]
Allions - indenting the fingers within our skin = [Poke House]
Chee - not known for bubbles = [Chai House]
Aditi - rockin' e'rywhere is never enough = [Booty House]
Leddy - unable to think = [Pb House]
Esbah - through the confines of the libariums = [BookWorm House]
Karan - [Mexi House]
Sadafa - [Scaro House]

11missing karan and and others because i am unable to think