Daring Temptations Tease The Senses...

My mind often flees from me, and I must use such pretty words to get it to return again. Here is nothing but dancing thoughts, and a swirling reality. Please do not mar with babbling tongues, or gossip. It will be removed, and I will hate you a lot. Thanks for understanding.

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I adore false realities, and linger in them often. I own glasses, and dawn them now and again, but am often vain and cling to my contacts. California is my true love, for it is my home. The ocean and the stage are my joys. Corn fields make me cry. As do pigs. All the men I swoon over are either dead or gay.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Little Lies

Today is ill fitting in all regards, and the world feels weird.

Nothing is familiar.

Tongues drawl on, and again, life is safer behind closed doors, where understanding cannot be chased away so easily.

I guess I'll stay inside to play today.

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