by Lookin' (PM , CC ) on Saturday May 2, 2009 @ 11:21 AM
yes...hi miss lookin' when i was i was younger my parents used to tease me later in my years... coz my sayin' was always "leave me alone".... and i'd go stompin' in my room and shut the door... nothings changed...
miss lookin', holdin' on by a string, wrote my brother you know, and told him about what was going on...in my life... and the floodgates opened up today and really... nothing really happened to me on here...it was a floodgate ready to burst anyhow and something stupid was personalized by me as usual...and it opened up the wound... that has needed to open up and now needs help with my therapist this week to mend and close.
It just doesn't stop. I'm just a broken woman. Broken hearted. I don't know how else to put it. My heart is just broken and you know i'll put that song on.
That was not clever...I just lost my whole comment to you. This is very nice Lizzie, because it is the art of your life_to reveal deep meaning. I just compiled a beautiful Bee Gees playlist at my You Tube channel. All the songs together(16 of them)so good, just for you Fill in search with_'231nDub1tableParad0x'.It is_ The 'Bee Gees 2001' on my list of playlists or_ Live On Request 17 April 20001 Manhattan Center-A show Have a great day Bye
awwww...well, it's the thought that counts Rust... right?....i still like them...there are only two of them left...sad...i think though the two of them are still planning to play concerts... yep. I did see them...one time...back when i wasn't into them...in a different "phase" of my life..but now i'm glad i saw them...coz it was fun after all...me and one of my still good friends who i run into now and then... at a store...
good to see you TR...are you writing? haven't see you...must check...
Luv you,too _I did write a few new things. I think it is more_ I emitted a few 'rarefied aires' of non-disclosure' but not less, than trying to convince myself to contend. I am nothing, if not, my usual detached conception of personal space. By the order of things_ above_I continue Mission creep...crawling through the low forecast It is an amateur's paradise_ I should take advantage of the weather and regain the upper hand. The forest is thick and long with knives and clans of wilting, petulant drummers_ascribing the worst of our dreams. I for one fight to save the order. The purpose of my song _is LOVE. And We_ play on Rust-o-lino
when i was i was younger
my parents used to tease
me later in my years...
coz my sayin' was always
"leave me alone"....
and i'd go stompin' in
my room and shut the door...
nothings changed...
love,
lizzie
holdin' on by a string,
wrote my brother you know,
and told him about what
was going on...in my life...
and the floodgates opened
up today and really...
nothing really happened
to me on here...it was
a floodgate ready to
burst anyhow and something
stupid was personalized
by me as usual...and
it opened up the wound...
that has needed to open
up and now needs help
with my therapist this
week to mend and close.
It just doesn't stop.
I'm just a broken woman.
Broken hearted.
I don't know how else
to put it.
My heart is just
broken and you know
i'll put that song on.
love,
lizzie
I just compiled a beautiful Bee Gees playlist at my You Tube channel.
All the songs together(16 of them)so good, just for you
Fill in search with_'231nDub1tableParad0x'.It is_ The 'Bee Gees 2001'
on my list of playlists or_
Live On Request 17 April 20001 Manhattan Center-A show
Have a great day Bye
right?....i still like them...there are only
two of them left...sad...i think though the
two of them are still planning to play concerts...
yep. I did see them...one time...back when i
wasn't into them...in a different "phase" of
my life..but now i'm glad i saw them...coz it
was fun after all...me and one of my still
good friends who i run into now and then...
at a store...
good to see you TR...are you writing?
haven't see you...must check...
loveya,
lizzie
I think it is more_
I emitted a few 'rarefied aires' of non-disclosure'
but not less, than trying to convince myself to contend.
I am nothing, if not, my usual detached conception of personal space.
By the order of things_ above_I continue
Mission creep...crawling through the low forecast
It is an amateur's paradise_
I should take advantage of the weather and regain the upper hand.
The forest is thick and long with knives and clans of
wilting, petulant drummers_ascribing
the worst of our dreams.
I for one fight to save the order.
The purpose of my song _is LOVE.
And We_ play on
Rust-o-lino
I like your poem.
Very nice.
I get your gist
of all of it...
i like that..
how you write
upon write...
upon writing...
good work.
love,
lizzie