demonmessiah got me thinking. What defines us? I have been defined so many many times by the color of my hair. I am naturally very blonde. I've been told time and time again how blessed I am. But my hair defines me. I cut it recently. I cut it on Tuesday. Not all of it but most of it is gone. Gone. It looks strange. Nobody has this cut. I think it's the me I' ( Read more... )

As it turns out, the world is tiny small. And the people I know now are just extensions of people I knew then. It's like I'm just turning the picture a little bit and I see different people than I saw before, but they were always there. It's hard to explain ( Read more... )

Your eyes
Reflect my confusion.
Echoing my unspoken emotions,
They gaze back into mine.
I know that my eyes
Betray my heart,
Letting you see
My desolation.

We played our parts,
We played them well.
Two actors in a sad little show.
The ending was written
Before it began.
The curtain fell,
We took our bows.
The show must end.
And in the dark,
After the lights are out,
We murmur,
"What now?"

So there is this guy. I really like him. I see myself so much in him. I just don't know where this is going. I want the white picket fence dream and kids... I so want kids. He seriously doubts his ability to give all that. It's complicated and confusing as anything ( Read more... )

"He really said that?"
"He really said that. And just like that."
"No way!" She rolled backwards with laughter.
"I'm serious! It was so out of character that I... Yeah, freaky." I kept myself upright on the bed, though I had to turn my whole body to look at her now.
"So he's fine with it?" she said, propping herself up on her elbows.
"He claims to be. I ( Read more... )