Archive for November 2005
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love.
Posted by: heyday on: November 26, 2005
The thing about being hopeless with directions is that it makes you notice, on a rainy day, you no longer have any problems finding your way sheltered to campus. You can type a text message and read the morning papers at the same time, letting your feet take you where you need to be, like [...]
But daddy longlegs, I feel that I’m finally growing weary, I’m building memories on things we have not said.
Posted by: heyday on: November 5, 2005
- In: Matters| Playthings
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In my perfect world, the sun will not scorch, burn, or cause me to perspire. It will bless the earth with light until the moon takes over, and that’s it.
Wind can come in the form of a breeze or something slightly stronger if it wishes to, but causing nobody’s hair to be in disarray while [...]
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