they love each other
Lately i have been indulging myself and wearing all black and grey. Sometimes the expression needs to be shared with the outer world. That and the knee high black boots i want to buy.
Bob Dylan once said "I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul". I have a sadsad story about my first love. Currently i am listening to a Dead show from 1977 he made me. W was my respite from depression and uncertainty when i was a teenager, my hippie soulmate. I broke his heart and it want until years later, the summer of 2002 that we really tried to get back together.
Oh but his love was too intense. He wanted my soul, he told me he decided he was going to marry me, he only reluctantly made me his STI and Dead shows cause he thought we would be together forever and there was no need for 2 copies of them. Oh my and i made him give me copies cause i knew i was going to leave him again. Oh W.... i gave you my heart, but my soul is my own. I remember this heat, trembling, passion i could never match. I didnt have it in me to be the person he thought i was.
Sorry to go off, the music brought it up. The title of this entry is a Dead song that reminds me of him.
I've looked at Craigslist.com for Portland jobs and apartments. Things will work out well. By then i will have 1 years bartending experience, along with my many years barista and teaching certificate for subbing.
Ugh, i desperately need a shower. Bit ofpersonal info you might not want to know.
That which includes all change never changes; without change time is meaningless; without time space is destroyed. Thus we arrive at the void. Gary Snyder
Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form. Nabokov
Bob Dylan once said "I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul". I have a sadsad story about my first love. Currently i am listening to a Dead show from 1977 he made me. W was my respite from depression and uncertainty when i was a teenager, my hippie soulmate. I broke his heart and it want until years later, the summer of 2002 that we really tried to get back together.
Oh but his love was too intense. He wanted my soul, he told me he decided he was going to marry me, he only reluctantly made me his STI and Dead shows cause he thought we would be together forever and there was no need for 2 copies of them. Oh my and i made him give me copies cause i knew i was going to leave him again. Oh W.... i gave you my heart, but my soul is my own. I remember this heat, trembling, passion i could never match. I didnt have it in me to be the person he thought i was.
Sorry to go off, the music brought it up. The title of this entry is a Dead song that reminds me of him.
I've looked at Craigslist.com for Portland jobs and apartments. Things will work out well. By then i will have 1 years bartending experience, along with my many years barista and teaching certificate for subbing.
Ugh, i desperately need a shower. Bit ofpersonal info you might not want to know.
That which includes all change never changes; without change time is meaningless; without time space is destroyed. Thus we arrive at the void. Gary Snyder
Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form. Nabokov