******

Hurt

Memory of an agony,
a bruise on the soul.
Pick it up, turn it over, prod it.
Taste the ache to make you real.

You feel what you feel,
schadenfreude; joy in other’s pain--
the Germans have a word for it.
But really, we joy in our own pain.
Running it over and over in our minds
just to know how it felt
Never loose it --
always remember --
every word that was said, every glance.
A living token of grief
to take out and rub your mind over.

When I’m old I’ll take out all my hurts
from the box in my soul where they wait.
I’ll put them on display,
with little signs,
for everyone to see --
my life.

1:17 a.m. May 06, 2004

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“Y’all aren’t from around here, are ya.” - August 21, 2005
1:20 – 2:30 – 5th period. My Waterloo. - June 29, 2005
You know I love you. I’ll never hurt you again, baby, I swear. - May 18, 2005
Don’t be jealous. Not everyone can be us. - March 13, 2005
Conclusion: Albertsons is hiding the good Ice Cream from me. - March 08, 2005

The Many And Scary Ways They Get Here
stealing co-worker's panties ... Clio's Boobs ... Lindsey Lohan Panties ... urge to pee bad ... see through undies ... ado nudiste ... glimpse of my panties. ... vibrating excersizers poking through ... William Hung phone number ... UCSB girls are stupid ... sitting wearing short skirt ... Drunken Spring Cove

Quote of the Day

"They have lots of disturbing cross sections of animal reproductive organs"

Worried by

The fact that I just walked upstairs and saw one of my new housemates standing on her desk chair slowly revolving in circles for no apparent reason.

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