I wanna leave, but the world won't let me go
There's no need to argue anymore
"I wonder which is preferable — to walk around all your life swollen up with your secrets until you burst from the pressure of them, or to have them sucked out of you, every paragraph, every sentence, every word for them, so at the end you’re depleted of all that was once as precious to you as hoarded gold, as close to you as your skin — everything that was of the deepest importance to you, everything that made you cringe and wish to conceal, everything that belonged to you alone — and must spend the rest of your days like an empty sack flapping in the wind, an empty sack branded with a bright fluorescent label so that everyone will know what sort of secrets used to be inside you?”
Margaret Atwood
Love is something you and I must have. We must have it because our spirit feeds upon it. We must have it because without it we become weak and faint. Without love our self esteem weakens. Without it our courage fails. Without love we can no longer look out confidently at the world. Instead we turn inwardly and begin to feed upon our own personalities and little by little we destroy ourselves. - Chief Dan George
graceness
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- Tue Oct 24 2000 at 19:05:11 (24.1 years ago )
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- no more stupid. i am full.
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- I still write you love letters
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- A city becomes a world when someone falls in love with one of its inhabitants
- A Message From nate
- A regiment of intellectual ghosts walks the streets of this working class city, casting dignity, reason, and courage into each soul they pass by
- Apollo to the Graces
- Be still, my soul, be still
- Because: Context is not important. Because: My life is one long series of contexts.
- But they're entertaining lies, and in the end, isn't that the real truth?
- By morning I will have erased all traces that I was ever here
- Chatterlighter
- Colony Collapse Disorder
- Correct as usual, King Friday
- Don't be smart too, I couldn't stand it (idea)
- E2 is like getting old, having friends die, and running into them on the street
- E2 Tools and Toys
- February 24, 2003 (idea)
- For a boat of white bone, and we three
- For my last trick, I made her disappear
- Glowing in the Darkness
- Good night, Gracie (idea)
- Google Wave
- He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
- Hope and the Princess (fiction)
- Hostess cupcakes
- I do it because it hurts, and then even that is over
- I have to believe that the truth will eventually pay off
- I listened to the rain and the Atlantic, and I felt safe
- I must document these irrelevancies. I must photograph this rubbish.
- I was just a supporting character in your fairy tale
- I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
- I will always be in the details
- I'm afraid, I thought, I'm too afraid to jump, I'm a coward, and at that moment I jumped
- I'm talking about the kind of love that keeps you alive.
- I've had kisses that make Judas seem sincere
- If you could reset your life back 10 years, would you?
- It's so easy to say you cried yourself to sleep. It's so hard to do.
- July 26, 2003 (idea)
- let me know who you are now.
- Man's love is of man's life a part; it is a woman's whole existence.
- Matt Kane Overleaps the Gorge of Death
- Maybe she's just pieces of me you've never seen
- Nobody writes poetry about science (poetry)
- Old_New
- Omegranite pomegranite pomegranite pomegranite pomegranite pomegranite pie
- Perhaps pain will stop me where good sense and virtue have failed
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
- She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits
- Shut up, you with your more intelligent arguments
- Some lovers (like the old you and I) never experience love at all
- sometimes it's
- Sometimes there is a value in observing yourself being wrong
- Tell the truth. Begin by beginning. Say good things to yourself.
- that wounded rider knows the intimacies of the river. its earliest mud is still under his fingernails.
- The Five Little Peppers and How They Grew
- the galaxy that may or may not exist between them (idea)
- The King, Multidimensional
- The Knight, The Princess and the Love Potion
- the way she wears her weary
- There are no cases like mine, Doctor.
- There, in that wordless world surrounded by thick ice, I eventually lost all my strength. Bit by bit, bit by bit.
- this is a please this is a please
- trying to manage grace in the most graceless moments
- When you fly like thunder, I am reminded of Icarus and Bellerophon. How does your myth end?
- When you grow up, your heart dies
- you, who maddened my soul with love
- You're not alive until you have something to lose