Wednesday, October 20, 2004
spinning to muse-butterflies and hurricanes.
i am thank god-fully full. ooh; the food was helluva delicious.yummmms. as the day gets darker, the shadow gets shorter, the atmosphere gets colder, the anticipation gets the worst of me. heh. i am fragmented with the little itsy-bitsy pieces of excitement. so far, so good. nothing and i mean nothing can spoil the fresh blooming flowers. did i just compare myself to a bunch of blooming flowers? ooh god. so wrong. so so wholly wrong.
everything seems to fall into place. so far. my discretion have camouflaged themselves. now that i feel more like a lady and less sinful. basically everything feels right. so. im off. toodles.
dont pinch me. i want to sleep forever as i pull my heart through telephone wires. unless. (i like unless-es.) humour me.
friday im in love.