cami
User Bookmarks:
- Lometa
- Jack Kerouac
- Goth
- The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul
- insanity
- Eric Clapton
- Stabbing Westward
- Wish You Were Here
- Lolita
- Trip Like I Do
- Nelson Mandela
- Walking the spaces between the words
- Gertrude Stein
- Sometimes I have this dream where I am flying
- What Dreams May Come
- Methamphetamine
- Me and a Gun
- suicide note
- Watching your girlfriend asleep
- I will be the first thing you will be thinking about after you wake
- Isle of Man
- I miss you, damn you for being so damn amazing
- 25 ways not to tell someone that you're in love with them
- I like my coffee the way I like my women
- Behave
- Butterfly
- Weathered
- Are you in the light or in the dark?
- After Hours
- Love is touching souls, surely you touched mine
- yes I said yes I will Yes.
- a total loss of control over her life
- jaybonci
- Templeton
- ((Cover))
- Falling in love with your best friend
- The boy on the couch
- The one that got away
- I'm scared to death of what havoc he could wreak in my life
- Using your real name on the internet
- The playing of the following four songs anywhere near a pianist is prohibited
- Beautiful things that have made you cry
- So charmingly heathen, your skin is like a teardrop on a popsicle
- It was hormones, it was hormones, but it was valid
- He just wanted to give me something he forgot to give me a long time ago
- Judging women by their books
- Voynich Manuscript
- Damn poem still haunts me
- close your eyes
- Describing feelings with words is like playing the piano with a baseball-bat
- Tori Amos (person)
- Be different, just like everyone else
- Vegetarian meals that aren't just brown gack
- Pretend you're not dying inside
- I Want You
- I just wanted to destroy something beautiful
- You wouldn't know it, but I think you're achingly beautiful
- Innocent contact with his flesh
- Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
- The girl on the train
- I fall asleep to be with you
- bus ridin' fool
- fading lost soul marked by this, an ever bleeding eye, a single tear
- It seemed so real, to me these are more than wasted days
- Why do all the pretty things always run away from me?
- She breaks hearts almost as often as she breaks the speed of sound
- Stamp on the ground and feel your flowers
- Sleeping beneath a thousand whispers
- I can't decide if what you're saying is too profound for me to comprehend or just insane
- Notes from the little black book
- a beautiful girl
- What do you hear in the silence?
- A silence that escapes, how it plagues my wandering thought
- caught up in the clouds, soaked with beautiful tears
- Just because you both have the same problem does not mean you are one another's solution
- She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
- it looks like rain
- Some who wander are lost
- A little bit tired, a little bit drunk, all yours
- I want your hands on me
- I will take one ticket please to whatever you have to say please keep talking
- It was more than perfect understanding
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- Node your homework
- Words are useless full of excuses you used me well
- A cup full of wishes poured into the sea
- Translucent, threatening to smash itself
- Lying next to someone at night
- OK, so I'm a fuckup, and it's Tuesday
- Please tell me everything, this means you, I am hungry and also
- Why noding about your personal life can be a bad idea
- m_turner
- Poetry in Motion at Poetry.com
- The Yellow Wallpaper
- Hidden in a violently beautiful, whispered thought
- The picture she drew in my notebook
- Grey and dismal mornings
- Sometimes, when no one is looking, I am beautiful
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- pingouin, will you marry me?
- I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
- Midnight Phonecalls
- Strangers talk to me
- Different reactions to the question, "What is Pi?" in southern California
- Can real love survive over time (idea)
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- chocolate in the mouth is like green green grass to the eyes
- "Let's just be friends" does not give you permission to stalk me
- Magic words. Magic eyes.
- The principles of nuclear weapon safety and meeting girls are remarkably similar
- The room labeled "Leave your bullshit at the door"
- A few minutes is all it will take sometimes to completely undo me
- I've got a page one story buried in my yard; I've got a troubled mind
- Shall I say, I have gone at dusk through narrow streets
- Tell the truth. Begin by beginning. Say good things to yourself.
- gone stoic in silence: ash and smoke and the wide sunk mud-iron landscape of forever
- Conrad wants to know what I have been dreaming. This might get complicated.
- To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
- She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
- I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
- The problem with people who think life is inexpressibly beautiful is that they so often try to express it anyway
- A Spring, with gentle unfurling and sly days of sunshine
- I am thankful for the ocean eyes of Shaymus
- I, Insomniac
- Frisky, most silver, serene -- bright step at the margins of air, you tiny colossus and winsome and master me, easy in sunlight, you gracious one come to me, live in my life
- You have to watch out for the quiet ones
- Beautiful, in that way that space and any measure of emptiness is beautiful
- impishlaugh
- Chras4
- You say you want to help me
- I'm angry, and tired, and sad, and I just don't want to deal with it right now, so fuck off
- The World I Made for Her
- This is where we say goodbye
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- Spilling over into words, we run out of space too soon
- Choose your words carefully; now throw them away
- Some nights, I lie in my bed and stare up at the stars...
- On Neptune, it rains diamonds
- I played solitaire for a year for the chance to use one line (thing)
- Call if you need me
- Come and dance with me in the rain
- She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters
- through You, all my wasted days receive a new life (idea)
- A moment in a far off forest at sunset
- The broken shadow dances on the wall
- Soon, I will run... but not away
- I will wait until your quiet makes me remember I am waiting.
- Here are some true pieces for you, anonymous, handsome.
- A red flower in the corner, in the dark
- stand/alone/bitch is storing my soul in an 80-page notebook
- Lonely, trying to fill herself with the concert
- just to have some human contact
- Making the heartless girl cry
- She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits
- Suppose I try to tell you the secrets of this house, and them that live here
- piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning (person)
- Through this warm electricity I will give you bark branches and leaves curling upward into a safe sky
- You touched me when I needed to be touched, and for that I will hold you in my heart forever
- Motorcycle Ride
- Joy here we are again. Hello Albert
- Long Beach Dub Allstars
- May 22, 2001
- Now and just this moment, as is, in the present. Yes.
- That girl I met in the elevator (person)
- Suicide is a permanent solution to a permanent problem
- You want to reassure her, but you don't know where to start
- Kerouac's On The Road Manuscript
- listen mr. cute sweater you are all kinds of a sugar
- Coy or honestly shy, either way I have got mad designs on your dancy eyes
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- Omegranite pomegranite pomegranite pomegranite pomegranite pomegranite pie
- Some days there are so many words I need all three notebooks
- My soul is so viscous, I fear it may never pour out
- There are a couple of people in a cafe with only glass between them. And something important is happening
- I am sorry but when you were talking I was admiring the shape of your lips and evaluating their kissability
- Don't misunderstand this one, it was like palm against palm through a window
- There were only twelve raindrops, she counted them on the windshield under heavy soft skies
- Everything Arranged Marriage Registry
- Kick up dust in the ruins of each other's souls
- I dedicate all my love to your hot inner beauty
- This exact place where we laughed so much and the way you said my name will echo always in my brain
- Oh it's all so soft and lovely with you
- flowers in a sea of calm blue glass . rattle
- Your radical ideas about roman numerals have already occurred to others
- Findings:
- My heart is a still and my blood is whiskey. Take a shot of me beneath the moon.
- I've given up believing in anything but coffee and fishnet stockings
- etouffee
- My hands, a backrub, a cup of tea, my shoulder, my lips, my silence (idea)
- bexxta
- Even things as amazing as stars burn out
- cbustapeck
- My fingers flow over a keyboard, but words jumble at my teeth
- Dancing, you sparkle. You are what happens when music makes love with light.
- It feels like fingernails across the moon. Or do you rub your wings together?
- You are precious to me. Did you know that?
- Where were you that Saturday when it rained?
- lolaleigh
- Just beyond the shadows of depression (person)
- Late-Night Roses
- The words beneath her words
- I think of you every time I cry
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful. (person)
- the things he left behind
- There are only these moments strong and fiery. The rest is love and your imminent departure.
- you can only make me dizzy if you're spinning me in leaves or snowflakes
- A love poem scrawled from one stranger to another
- How to be a convincing teenage girl on IRC
- Warm sun rising over a cold black ocean. You are a soft wind.
- November 22, 2001
- Alone with a gun
- SMS poetry (idea)
- the world of memories
- Around nine PM my heart was breaking so I went to bed early to listen to it happen.
- time and distance
- Everything User Search
- A misplaced sense of guilt from long ago
- Splinters from a Scrabble board
- Everything Quests: The E2 Tourist Guide (idea)
- You know it is going to be a strange day when you wake up dead
- My regret sits on the floor like someone else's polaroid photos
- She is like an onion
- Flipping through the pages of a tear stained magazine
- A Sunny Place For Shady People: Summer Solstice, Santa Barbara Style, A Very Brady E2 Get-Together!
- oblique strategies garden
- Simple methods for conversing with those suffering from death
- Falling in love with strangers
- Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
- Tanya in the morning
- We can meet her for you wholesale: a dreaming girl's singularity
- Hello broken thing, may I sketch your smash pattern? (idea)
- Tracing shadows that candles paint on stairways
- Little burning petals
- It will be a hot day and these two ice cubes. We will melt, become one.
- It will be a hot day and these two ice cubes. We will melt, become one. (idea)
- Two Characters in Search of a Restaurant (thing)
- Too many secrets
- E2 is unfriendly to new noders (idea)
- A rose in candlelight, her curves dance upon the wall
- Your words are delicious and enticing, and I would save them all like love letters
- Held in the beam of a light I thought we shared (idea)
- Complicated
- July 3, 2002 (person)
- ataraxia
- You know my history in fragments and I know your life in sketches
- Eminem (thing)
- How I fell in love with Alice (person)
- Tear in Your Hand
- My world, your wounds, my wrath, my wish
- Still I save the moon for you
- Morris Bear Squire
- Everything2 is in direct violation of US Patent No. 6,031,537 (idea)
- A Sunny Place For Shady People: Summer Solstice, Santa Barbara Style, A Very Brady E2 Get-Together! (idea)
- Twelve dreams I had in one night
- Laughing on grass
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- Wet T-shirts and hot summers: a fifteen year old's definition of love
- Choosing my confession
- Parental Advisory: Explicit Lyrics (idea)
- clientdev: Homenode List Generator
- How to write a history term paper
- Poet (idea)
- September 16, 2002
- disillusioned
- September 21, 2002 (idea)
- I still don't even know you
- I still don't even know you (idea)
- blue like an arrow, deep and true
- I think in sounds and pictures, not words and numbers
- October 29, 2002
- diotina
- November 10, 2002
- E2 Bookmarklets (edevdoc)
- Please let me wake up and find myself found
- She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
- Blurring the lines of personal dogma