tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44218517941906427912024-09-16T18:22:51.977-07:00Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-6201136192343879482011-06-06T20:44:00.000-07:002011-06-06T20:44:42.692-07:00<dl><dd>Hail beats my window-pane</dd><dd>Water pours from the sky</dd><dd>Spring storm, summer rain</dd></dl><dl><dd>Sunshine fills my tender vein</dd><dd>Surrounds me, leaves me dry</dd><dd>Hail beats my window-pane</dd></dl><dl><dd>Flowers fall from boughs slain</dd><dd>Weeping willows begin to cry</dd><dd>Spring storm, summer rain</dd></dl><dl><dd>Kisses caught in a deserted lane</dd><dd>Giving me faith if only I try</dd><dd>Hail beats my window-pane</dd></dl><dl><dd>Late spring temptress mirrors my pain</dd><dd>Keep that faith or break down and cry</dd><dd>Spring storm, summer rain</dd></dl><dl><dd>Forgetting is my aim</dd><dd>Forgiveness I'll never say</dd><dd>Hail beats my window-pane</dd><dd>Spring storm, summer rain</dd></dl>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-29137857522034255842011-05-19T18:27:00.000-07:002011-05-19T18:36:32.525-07:00<dl><dd>You must reap what you sow<br /></dd><dd>Things will never be the same<br /></dd><dd>You have to learn in order to grow</dd></dl> <dl><dd>Each day feels like a show<br /></dd><dd>I keep remembering your name<br /></dd><dd>You must reap what you sow</dd></dl> <dl><dd>I love you as you'll never know</dd><dd>Yet he continues this game</dd><dd>You have to learn in order to grow</dd></dl> <dl><dd>My ever remaining foe<br /></dd><dd>Refusing to hang his head in shame<br /></dd><dd>You must reap what you sow<br /></dd></dl> <dl><dd>Still, I've never felt this low<br /></dd><dd>this cross, this lame<br /></dd><dd>You have to learn in order to grow</dd></dl> <dl><dd>It's all wreckage, our lives in tow<br /></dd><dd>Things go on as much the same<br /></dd><dd>You must reap what you sow<br /></dd><dd>You have to learn in order to grow</dd></dl>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-79083669105879696662011-04-30T03:11:00.000-07:002011-04-30T03:24:43.290-07:00my father<div>used to tell</div><div>this story</div><div>when he was </div><div>younger</div><div>he punched</div><div>my grandmother</div><div>and the judge</div><div>told him</div><div>his only crime</div><div>was using a closed </div><div>fist</div><div><br /></div><div>so excuse me</div><div>if i'm angry</div><div>at the world</div><div>and excuse me</div><div>if i have all </div><div>this </div><div>pent up </div><div>aggression</div><div>and it might</div><div>be a weakness</div><div>to blame it </div><div>on the pretense</div><div>but</div><div><br /></div><div>when it's all</div><div>you've ever known</div><div>and it's how</div><div>you learned</div><div>to grow</div><div>can you expect</div><div>me to be</div><div>anything but</div><div>angery</div><div>when this </div><div>world's never</div><div> been</div><div>my stage</div><div>and i'm so</div><div> pent up</div><div>with rage</div><div>and you make</div><div>the mistake</div><div>of making it</div><div>with me</div><div>can you blame</div><div>the consequence</div><div>on anyone</div><div>but yourself</div><div>when i put </div><div>you </div><div>on a shelf</div><div>and i put </div><div>me </div><div>in the front</div><div>of every-one</div><div>else</div><div>but you see</div><div>it's like this</div><div>it's dirty</div><div>and insane</div><div>and mundane</div><div>and it's nothin</div><div>that you've</div><div>ever</div><div>seen before</div><div>and yet</div><div>this refrain</div><div>rolls around</div><div>in your brain</div><div>it's exactly</div><div>the same</div><div>as it was yesterday</div><div>and repeat</div><div>and deny</div><div>you fall down</div><div>and you cry</div><div>that the world</div><div>can't see you</div><div>or all you hope to do</div><div>build em up</div><div>build em high</div><div>block out</div><div>the sun</div><div>refute the sky</div><div>circle round</div><div>for the day</div><div>you make the</div><div>same mistake</div><div><br /></div><div>inevitability</div>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-20424398309634221112011-04-30T02:13:00.001-07:002011-04-30T02:30:01.478-07:00you say<div>i have a lack of</div><div>patience</div><div>that i anger</div><div>quickly</div><div>that i falter easily</div><div>that i wear</div><div>my emotions </div><div>on my sleeve</div><div>that i alienate</div><div>those around me</div><div>and myself</div><div>willingly</div><div>that the perceived perception of my reality </div><div>isn't the reality your perception's perceiving</div><div><br /></div><div>like it's a bad thing.</div><div><br /></div><div>you say</div><div>i'm defensive and</div><div>stubborn and</div><div>pessimistic and</div><div>elitist and </div><div>awkward like</div><div>it's a bad thing</div><div><br /></div><div>like you've never</div><div>been beaten</div><div>been broken</div><div>been cheated</div><div>been mistreated</div><div>been misheard</div><div>been misunderstood</div><div>been neglected</div><div>been dejected</div><div><br /></div><div>like you've never</div><div>been real</div><div>been alive</div><div>been lying </div><div>on the floor</div><div>dying and</div><div>had not a single soul</div><div>shed a tear</div><div><br /></div><div>like you expect me</div><div>to take your naysaying nonsense</div><div> with the proverbial grain of salt </div><div>take a spoonful of sugar </div><div>with your medicinal doctrine</div><div> of benevolence and apathy </div><div>youre preaching </div><div>but i'm sorry</div><div> i have a god</div><div>and he most certainly</div><div> is not</div><div> you</div><div><br /></div><div> i won't</div><div> pray</div><div> at the shrine</div><div> of your corporate idols</div><div> and your</div><div> status quo</div><div>won't infiltrate the</div><div>fortress of my mind</div><div><br /></div><div>instead of trying to </div><div>fix me</div><div> why don't you get to </div><div>know me</div><div> understand </div><div>that red hair might mean i'm fiesty </div><div>but this is not my natural hair color</div><div> and i might cross my arms </div><div>because it makes me feel safe </div><div>and held like i never was</div><div> and i might be defensive </div><div>because it's the only way to survive</div><div> when you're being thrown down a flight of stairs</div><div> and i might not have patience </div><div>because waiting around </div><div>will only get you killed </div><div>and i might be defiant</div><div> but have you ever looked around</div><div> at a crumbling world</div><div> and held the answer on the tip of your tongue </div><div>but you couldn't speak </div><div>because you have breasts</div><div><br /></div><div>yeah</div><div><br /></div><div>i didn't think so</div><div><br /></div><div>judge not</div><div>lest ye</div><div> be judged</div><div>yet there you are</div><div>writing numbers down</div><div> on paper</div><div> that define my whole existance</div><div>as you know it</div><div>standardized testing</div><div> made for mice in a maze</div><div> applied to my very human form </div><div>and you don't seem </div><div>to look</div><div> at the girl</div><div> behind these glasses </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and you don't</div><div> seem</div><div> to care</div><div> that i</div><div>i</div><div>i am not a number</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-54126216459646703552011-04-30T02:06:00.000-07:002011-04-30T02:13:00.804-07:00Listening to slam<div>artists</div><div>for two hours </div><div>and...</div><div>I feel even less</div><div>Inspired</div><div>Than I did</div><div>Yesterday</div><div>or was it</div><div>the day before?</div><div><br /></div><div>turning</div><div>stumbling</div><div>and I can't help</div><div>wondering why</div><div>I can't create</div><div>some emulator</div><div>to encompass my</div><div>shortcomings</div><div>and deliver them</div><div>to you</div><div>free form</div><div><br /></div><div>and i can't help wondering</div><div>why</div><div>i can't </div><div>spill the words together</div><div>in the heather </div><div>landscape of my mind</div><div>and have you</div><div>snap</div><div>for me</div><div><br /></div><div>for me</div><div>the girl that no one</div><div>notices</div><div>the girl that</div><div>no one</div><div>sees</div><div><br /></div><div>the girl that's</div><div>writing</div><div>working</div><div>praying</div><div>remaining</div><div>barely a figment</div><div>of your half baked</div><div>imagination</div><div><br /></div><div>when reminiscing </div><div>i though i had</div><div>so much</div><div>talent</div><div>so much </div><div>promise </div><div>and i held on to this notion</div><div>that I could be</div><div>bigger</div><div>better</div><div>than my surroundings</div><div>bigger </div><div>better</div><div>than myself</div><div>than those</div><div>around me</div><div>and i have this pent up aggression</div><div>this lack of</div><div>patience</div><div>and i type</div><div>fast and i talk</div><div>fast and i </div><div>anger quickly</div><div>and i won't wait</div><div>for you to </div><div>make up your mind</div><div><br /></div><div>for you to</div><div>discard me</div><div>like you did</div><div>yesterday</div><div>or, was it</div><div>the day before?</div>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-67483932887260245872011-04-28T01:25:00.000-07:002011-04-28T01:31:33.438-07:00The ones that scream the loudest<div>maybe...</div><div>they're trying to convince themselves.</div><div><br /></div><div>and the repetition of I do in fact enjoy this</div><div>comes out</div><div>Yeah!</div><div>Yeah!</div><div>Yeah!</div><div><br /></div><div>and the repetition of I own my own life comes out</div><div>Yes!</div><div>Right there!</div><div><br /></div><div>and trying to blot out the reality around you</div><div>your eyes roll back and you just scream.</div><div><br /></div><div>lost in the moment</div><div>you forget about your insecurities</div><div>your life is failing </div><div>falling apart<br /><br /></div><div>keep at it</div><div>keep going</div><div>no one will notice</div><div>they'd have to care</div><div><br /></div><div>so you turn up</div><div>the volume</div><div>turn it up</div><div>tune him out</div><div><br /></div><div>you're not hungry </div><div>sick</div><div>tired</div><div>just horny</div><div>that's it</div><div>right there</div><div>yeah yeah yeah</div><div><br /></div><div>and everything becomes real</div><div>you solidify it in your mind</div><div>it becomes</div><div>the truth</div><div><br /></div><div>you've faked it</div><div>so many times</div><div>you've even fooled yourself</div>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-2090760583431417332010-12-11T20:04:00.000-08:002010-12-11T20:05:16.294-08:00Showed you the truth<br />but you just shut your eyes<br />I guess you'll never see<br />through his well made disguise<br /><br />I've been the one by your side<br />through thick and through thin<br />yet you turned your back on me<br />and let the devil waltz in<br /><br />So you deceived me<br />you left me here alone<br />with a broken promise, a broken heart<br />i must walk through this world on my own<br /><br />will you ever see<br />the errors that you've made<br />will you ever know<br />the good that would follow if you'd stayed<br /><br />Will i ever forgive you<br />leaving me shattered on the floor<br />will i ever forget<br />not a chance anymore<br /><br />I'll never be there again<br />to hold your hand<br />to wipe the tears from your eyes<br />you've made your final stand<br /><br />you turned from light to dark<br />you changed from all to nothing<br />you took my love, my good advice<br />and through it all away for nothing<br /><br />as the days tick by, you'll find<br />a new world to fit into<br />false friends, false life<br />something to look forward to<br /><br />there's no turning back<br />no unwriting wrongs<br />apologies can not fix<br />four months of scars and sobs<br /><br />you ask me to believe<br />in this false idol you've found<br />ask me to join you<br />without a protesting sound<br /><br />to put aside the fact<br />he is evil in and out<br />to join with you against the tide<br />to simply shut my mouth<br /><br />I will keep on fighting<br />though I am fighting for you<br />I will keep on trying<br />praying God will see it through<br /><br />but even if you change<br />and see the monster inside<br />I don't know if it fixes anything<br />you've wasted so much time<br /><br />but fight is all i can do<br />seek to show truth and justice<br />for though you've turned your back on me<br />I simply can't return the favorGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-12283584300609268692010-07-28T20:04:00.000-07:002010-07-28T20:09:54.680-07:00Everything that makes me who I am<br />was yours before this moment<br />it shall be yours always<br /><br />You are my soul mate<br />my best friend<br />my ally against the world<br />my moment outside of time.<br />you are my fondest memory<br />my fiercest desire<br />my strongest wish<br /><br />It is because of you<br />I laugh <br />I smile <br />I dream<br /><br />I will love you <br />respect you<br />and be honest with you<br />always<br /><br />When life is easy<br />or when it is a struggle<br />when our love is simple<br />and when it is an effort<br />I will live with you<br />and laugh with you.<br /><br />From this day forward,<br />you will never walk alone.<br /><br />I will rejoice in your delights<br />and fight your battles by your side<br /><br />I will support what you strive to accomplish<br />and encourage you intellectually, emotionally and spiritually<br />I will try to see the world as you see it<br />or at the very least, respect your unique perspective<br /><br />I will be the shoulder on which you lean<br />the rock on which you rest<br />the joy of your heart<br /><br />I will comfort your body with mine<br />mirror your soul with my own<br />and share with you all that I have and will have<br /><br />I promise not only to give these things <br />but to receive them from you as well<br />to speak and to listen<br />to be both friend, and lover<br /><br />You have my body<br />my mind<br />my heart<br />my soul<br /><br />Everything that makes me who I am<br />was yours before this moment<br />it shall be yours always<br /><br />I offer this ring to you<br />as a symbol<br />of my faith<br />my love<br />And of the vows I have just spoken<br /><br />As this ring has no end<br />neither does my love for you.Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-73043962495086409272009-12-13T19:45:00.000-08:002009-12-13T19:48:45.942-08:00Screaming into the abyss<br />waiting<br />for someone<br />to judge me<br />Challenge me<br />acknowledge me<br />Maybe even<br />love me<br /><br />No response<br />Echoes bounce back<br />returning my cries <br />cyclic and cold<br />Is there no one there<br />or just no one<br />that cares<br /><br />Cyber self indulgence<br />Self medication<br />woven with coils<br />Tubes of failed inspiration<br />Failed social interactions<br /><br />Avatars replace reality<br />Chat-rooms replace coffeehouses<br />Microblogs replace conversation<br />even heartfelt e-mails are<br />things of the past<br /><br />Yet I scream out<br />crop my face to an icon's frame<br />chat away into the space<br />micro, mini, standard blog<br />to no one, and nothing<br /><br />Fading into unrealityGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-37222187550795000042009-07-06T03:30:00.001-07:002009-07-06T03:30:44.661-07:00I ask you not for the heavens<br />nor for the moon or the stars.<br />I ask you not for the sun<br />nor the sea<br />nor any earthly creations.<br />I ask not for your life<br />nor your body<br />nor your will.<br />I ask only for you heart.<br />Once I have your heart<br />it is only natural<br />that your soul and mind will follow.<br />In these matters I may be flawed.<br />Perhaps your mind<br />will be mine<br />and soul and heart will follow.<br />When I have all three<br />we'll call it love<br />of the truest form<br />and parade for all to see.<br />I don't mind<br />but I wish sometimes<br />it were only you and I.<br /><br />You've given me your mind<br />a section split with billions;<br />you've given me your heart<br />the portion yet unused.<br />You've given me your soul<br />the parts I'm worthy to see.<br /><br />I wish sometimes<br />it were only you and I.Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-5928812984940136842009-05-30T10:37:00.000-07:002009-05-30T10:38:23.057-07:00Miscommunication will be our downfall. <br />Weeping bitterly into the night.<br />Written words fall to sand.<br /><br />I wish you would try to read my mind<br />The you would see with hindsight<br />Miscommunication will be our downfall<br /><br />Our hearts still beat, hands intertwined<br />So why do I feel such fright<br />as written words fall to sand<br /><br />Silly items mean nothing until they are defined<br />And even so need to put to light<br />Miscommunication will be our downfall<br /><br />Please try to know I'm one of your kind<br />Slipping away into the night<br />Written words fall to sand<br /><br />I want you more than absence of mind<br />More than anything in sight<br />Miscommunication will be our downfall<br />Written words fall to sandGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-28355696973347740302009-05-28T16:27:00.001-07:002009-05-28T16:27:41.567-07:00Why<br />Can't you see<br />That it's more<br />than just a hair tie to me<br />That it's more than<br />Wax on paper<br />More than<br />Something so simple<br />I can't comprehend<br />I suppose<br />The need to feel attached<br />To something in the past<br />You can have my past<br />I don't need it anymore<br />All I need are things we've made<br />What the future has in store<br />If I forget <br />What last year held<br />I would only know<br />That it doesn't matter<br />And if I forgot<br />Yesterday<br />All I need to know<br />is tomorrowGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-53394292589120237622009-05-15T22:07:00.000-07:002009-05-15T22:08:11.829-07:00Forbidden fruit<br />you can't help but taste<br />raw and carnal<br />unadultered by media<br />or social normalities<br /><br />feel soft lips<br />butterflies covering<br />every inch of my <br />growing exposure of skin<br /><br />hand graze<br />every spot<br />like they were meant<br />for me even though<br />it could be anyone<br /><br />you tell me softly<br />that you can make up<br />for areas you lack<br />scars that just won't fade<br /><br />and you prove it<br />bending my will<br />to your very command<br />making me moan<br /><br />with anticipation<br />I can't<br />won't <br />give in to my body's demands<br /><br />not yet.<br />not now.<br /><br />but in time<br />when your butterfly kisses pierce my core<br />and your mouth on my viens breaks<br />all internal self consciousness<br /><br />then<br /><br />then I will become<br /><br />yoursGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-57309747788532866722009-05-14T10:00:00.000-07:002009-05-14T10:10:41.385-07:00I love how the wind pushes back my hair<br />Gentle<br />Like your fingertips <br />When you are near<br /><br />I love your scent<br />lingering<br />here on my skin<br />wishing you were near<br /><br />Making me want to return<br />to humble abode<br />and hold you <br />even tighter than beforeGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-87109653347485232612009-04-18T00:42:00.001-07:002009-04-18T00:42:17.517-07:00never seen<br />someone look so good<br />by the pale glow<br />of a monitor<br /><br />never felt<br />such estactic joy<br />as fingers dance across<br />my keys<br /><br />never wanted<br />anything more<br />than to see you wrapped in<br />my mind's labrinth<br /><br />never heard<br />someone speak<br />such mysteries<br />I can't get enough<br /><br />never tasted<br />this poison so sweet<br />can't get enough<br />fill my cup<br /><br />never known<br />what i do now<br />stumbling through<br />the lighted streets<br /><br />So show yourself<br />and run your finger<br />across my skin<br /><br />Exist as you do<br />speaking sweetly<br />into my anxious ear<br /><br />Make me crave you<br />with your mind meld<br />of pure ectasy<br /><br />you can do this<br />unlock my quaking fingers<br />jump into my senses<br />my worldGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-58698382024863846972009-04-18T00:36:00.000-07:002009-04-18T00:37:07.476-07:00Whispers<br />fall to the ground<br />lights dance all around<br />twilight lit fantasies<br />of my girlish heart<br />I can feel you<br />through the miles between<br /><br />I can't believe<br />that this has found me<br />here in this place<br />my mind<br />so full of wasted space<br />wasted thoughts and time<br /><br />primary<br />the word has never<br />felt more alive<br />and yes I will be<br />I will be for you<br />whatever you need<br /><br />trust in me<br />that I can endure<br />anything<br />especially if you<br />stand<br />by me now<br /><br />jump of this cliff<br />hands entertwined<br />and eyes locked in gazed<br />and focus deriving<br />it's pleasure from<br />logarithmic thoughtsGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-24169814029156855612009-04-18T00:31:00.001-07:002009-04-18T00:42:57.743-07:00Perfection<br />Unattainable<br />Yet that is how<br />I wish to be<br />How I feel <br />Sometimes<br />When he holds me<br /><br />How I seem to define<br />these things<br />falling faster<br />and jumping<br />free falling<br />sometimes<br />when he holds me<br /><br />Stressed to <br />the breaking point<br />yet there he is<br />and I am safe<br />and I am free<br />sometimes<br />when he holds me<br /><br />I never thought myself<br />to be anything<br />other than ordinary<br />he makes me feel<br />like beauty radiates<br />sometimes<br />when he holds me<br /><br />When he holds me<br />the world fades to grey<br />and I am flying through<br />celestial embraces<br />upon the invisible wings<br />he's given me<br />unbeknownst to him it seems<br />he is there so naturally<br />and comfortably I look to him<br />dare I say perfection<br /><br />Sometimes<br /><br />When he holds me.Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-25189312076332793532009-04-11T11:49:00.001-07:002009-04-11T18:24:49.122-07:00Take me<br /><br />Cover me<br />In your world<br />I cannot comprehend<br /><br />Fill me with your notions<br />Your thoughts<br />Musings of a mind<br /><br />Short on random access<br /><br />Thrust your feelings <br />Inside me waiting<br />Rushing through<br /><br />Rip in time<br /><br />Falling as we<br />Tumble through<br />Hold me close<br /><br />Closing eyes<br /><br />I can't see<br />The world in front<br />Like you can<br /><br />Crystal dark visions<br /><br />I am scared<br />Truth burns like lye<br />Comforting a sinner<br /><br />Is that what I am<br /><br />Pray at night<br />Covers closing around<br />Arms hold tight<br /><br />Faith is all we have<br /><br />Faith<br />Is all<br />We have<br /><br />All we needGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-46033636399138381642009-03-19T00:57:00.000-07:002009-04-11T18:25:10.763-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Llamas love Portland.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Llamas </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">are soft and squishy;</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">They spit in your eye.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">Wander the streets with </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">all my llama friends and I. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; ">We won't let you down!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span></div></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Oh dear llama friend, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Please make me a soft sweater</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">To wear when it's cold.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span></div>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-367783139568846342009-03-12T23:44:00.001-07:002009-04-11T18:25:25.818-07:00<div>Pitter patter</div><div>beating of my heart</div><div>pounds in my chest</div><div>just thinking</div><div>face contorts</div><div>what is this grin I feel</div><div>where did it come from</div><div><br /></div><div>oh right</div><div><br /></div><div>flitting around inside</div><div>a thousand million butterflies</div><div>wanting to escape</div><div>so they force </div><div>their energy on my typing fingers</div><div>to keep from bursting my flesh</div><div><br /></div><div>aah sweet joy</div><div>so bitter sweet as</div><div>i roll it around my tongue</div><div>savor the flavour</div><div>the texture of it</div><div>smooth, silky</div><div><br /></div><div>how does something so sweet</div><div>terrify me to my core?</div>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-79103909591239000552009-03-08T18:34:00.000-07:002009-04-11T18:25:38.150-07:00Oh! Sweet and gentle<br />Beast of the sea and my life.<br />Carry me away!<br /><br />A new time and place<br />We can live without disgrace.<br />Feel your tentacles...<br /><br />Wrap them around me,<br />Creature of my desire,<br />Never let me go.<br /><br />Never give me up.<br />Never let me down; oh no!<br />How does that feel? Woot!<br /><br />I love you Az'rell,<br />All the fun things that you do,<br />Your octo-pye too!Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-52310741601319938292009-03-08T18:10:00.000-07:002009-04-11T18:25:53.440-07:00Face pressed<br />To the glass<br />Of our indiscretions<br />Broken thoughts<br />Frayed edges<br />Fall to the floor<br />Mind liquidation<br />Overload<br />Apathetic notions<br />Of a one way street<br />Forked in two<br />One way desires<br />The other<br />Rationalizing rationality<br />Repeating myself<br />Again and over<br />Dried cracked tongue<br />white flag waved<br />Here it comes<br />A wave of pure sweet and beautiful<br />Apathy<br />And only then<br />Can I feel freeGirlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-84432921122345157762009-03-08T01:14:00.000-08:002009-04-11T18:26:41.530-07:00<div>Pacing, waiting.</div><div>Anticipating. </div><div>Rushing, tightning.</div><div>Tensing, breathing.</div><div>Throbbing, waiting</div><div>Gently shaking</div><div>Kissing, whispering</div><div>hushed and amber tones</div><div>Sliding, slipping</div><div>stroking pace</div><div>quivering, grabbing</div><div>penetrating</div><div>grab and pullling</div><div>needing lusting</div><div>more and more</div><div>feel you move</div><div>shiver scream</div><div>bite and dig</div><div>breathing.</div><div>untensing</div><div>inhaling</div><div>exhaling</div><div>smelling</div><div>feeling</div><div>feeling</div><div>breathing</div>Girlytechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13934208748147142888noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-35144673243536242552009-01-19T22:02:00.000-08:002009-04-11T18:26:54.374-07:00<div>thc fills my lungs</div><div>breath in breath out</div><div>can't numb the pain in my heart</div><div>breath in breath out</div><div>it doesn't matter what i do</div><div>how i feel</div><div>if the world turns</div><div>breath in breath out</div><div>crushed life devoid of meaning</div><div>breath in breath out</div><div>thought that it'd go on forever</div><div>breath in breath out</div><div>and now i know</div><div>the truth that lies</div><div>that we'll never come again</div><div>breath in breath out</div><div>pain in my chest tightens</div><div>breath in breath out</div><div>don't think I can make it</div><div>breath in breath out</div><div>he took all that I had</div><div>that was worth living for</div><div>this pains just too much</div><div>breath out</div>Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03695374107122690204noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4421851794190642791.post-60568092945959469032009-01-15T11:58:00.000-08:002009-04-11T18:27:52.765-07:00Walt Disney, who art in Heaven, Hallowed be thy parks.<br />Thy game kingdom come.<br />Thy will be done, Across Earth as it is in Orlando. <br />Give us this day our daily bugs.<br />And forgive us our surprise, As we forgive you when we aren't forewarned.<br />And lead us not into World of Warcraft, But deliver us from crashing while sailing. <br />For thine is the magic kingdom, and the Pirates, and the Fairies, for ever and ever.<br />Amen.Stephaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03695374107122690204noreply@blogger.com1