

UntitledFood for thought.Untitled
How much of it can any one person handle anyway? Walking into a classroom, are you really expected to learn everything that comes out of the teacher’s mouth, or better yet their textbook? On a daily basis we walk from class to class, mindlessly putting one foot in front of the next, nervously twitching our mouths at people we recognize in the hallway as a vague anxious feeling sources from the gut alluding to a biology exam that’s waiting like a lump of coal in a bright green Christmas stocking on the mantle before Thanksgiving that will take place three periods from then.
It’s all so dense. &


Happiness ReprisedAs I sit in reflection Of all that has happened I feel the world inside me spinHappiness Reprised
Spirals of endless light and color Swirling inside my thighs Bubbling in my stomach Tickling my tongue Lightening my smile
The corners of my mouth Can't help but resist
The urge to dance
There is music in the lights There are melodies of the spirals I am riding on a chorus


An EvaluationWritten in my agenda, “Your days are numbered.” A calendar of densityAn Evaluation
A calendar of wheezing Monday: hot wax coating my throat Brain running fast 7th level on the treadmill Breathing, shallow Friday: hot wax stuck on my feet Almost settled Brain sprinting Off of the treadmill Breathing, hardly
hopefully i'll see you soon love.
I miss you so much I could cry. I wish I could sit besides you and listen to your humor and logic - but I really just want to be near your familiar presence.
call me when you're not too busy sometime -
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