H a P p Y!
I am generally sleep deprived and run ragged by lovely spawn that run amuck...but still a hot mama nonetheless.
I'll have to write a poem with amuck...what rhymes with that? Anyhow.
Actually intended to just write sordid crap...and eeek..to my horror found I had a soft reflective side to me(like cut vinyl, on a safety cone)
A site for those wanting to elicit change...
OBSTACLES ARE THE PART OF LIFE THAT MAKES ONE JUMP HIGHER OR DIG DEEPER.
Aunty Depressant-MAY 28 2005--
OR JUST PLAIN GIVE YOU A FREAKIN' HEADACHE RUNNING INTO 'EM ALL THE TIME!
And my ol stand by, by Oscar Wilde,
"Life is much too important to be taken seriously"
Joking around on chat-
Someone asked what is love?
"love is a submarine in the ocean of confusion, too weak, the pressure causes it to cave in, ...a sometimes safe little pocket, or a prison."
popped out of me, however...
I prefer to not think of Love as a Thing, but as a Verb...and get your mind out of the gutter!
"I do not want to be possessed...I want to be treasured"