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eievui @ 2008-05-19T22:07:00: I am still crying from the House season finale.

a birthday wish...: Before I lose all my internet again...I have to wish an AMAZING, wonderful birthday to [info] sugarpromises. Darling, you're a ray of sunshine and talent and general awesomeness, and I'm so glad I've gotten to fangirl with you these ...

through the wire: Writing: So, I need to up my creative fiction output. I realized in the last two years, what little writing I have done fiction-wise has been fandom related. Haha. It's been so long since I've written a poem. ...

*sigh*: 11.25.07 I miss your chocolate/caramel eyes. You were the only one who ever made me feel like I was 'enough'. I was young and stupid and I ran you off…thinking that we didn't fit the ideal of how things were suppose to be. ...

10.8.1998: lost...waiting in this dark oubliette of sorrows for some kind of sign that life is worth the pain we have to endure. maybe i am the sister of Satan with a heart that's as black as night and made of ice, so that it melts and fills my ...

madness: come, revel in my madness, explore the dark recesses of my mind. my madness has no method. it's just there, consuming and confusing. you'd be so surprised at what you'd find. tables turn and poles reverse, and you are there beating on ...

Hello again..: Hello, my dearest of dears. It's been a while, but your smile is exactly the way I remember: lazy, warm, and inviting. A smile that reaches your brilliant blue eyes in such a memorizing way that my senses can't help but react in an old ...

For my caramel eyed boy: 9.9.2001 Early morning splashes of sunshine peek into my room and spill across his features which, in sleep, seem so childlike and innocent. I lie there for endless moments mentally caressing every exquisite detail over and over, ...

snippet: He breaks my heart in so many different ways, just by walking into the room. Read and post comments | Send to a friend.

happily never after: 8.20.1998 Can I be you for a while? Then, for a time, I'll know who I am, and I can feel who you really are. You're drifting with a heart of snow, a heart I once thought I could melt. Little girl fairy tales have messed with my head. ...