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| Topic: What r u thinking about right now?? - part 8 | |
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thinking how NICE it was out today!!!
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Thinkin, 'bout when I survived the drought of '87...at Ruscom Station Bar and Grill.
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It's wierd that I smell soap.
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I'm a poet
and don't know it |
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I'm pretty drunk
I shouldn't have done that I shouldn't have told her that I want nothing more than to come home and curl up with him I bought skinny jeans by accident None of this makes sense |
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so you're the one stalking me? Holy crap stick! that's a plot twist for yah. Not only is she stalking you, she's making videos of you and sending me the most interesting parts! 
 wait a minute...I don't do anything interesting.
Sunny, I think you're stalking the wrong person. by "interesting", I mean those parts containing nudity.
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I'm pretty drunk I shouldn't have done that I shouldn't have told her that I want nothing more than to come home and curl up with him I bought skinny jeans by accident None of this makes sense That's dope.....about the skinny jeans.  
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by "interesting", I mean those parts containing nudity.
I'm never naked. 
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I'm pretty drunk I shouldn't have done that I shouldn't have told her that I want nothing more than to come home and curl up with him I bought skinny jeans by accident None of this makes sense I buy regular jeans on accident. Twice I have come home with a pair of "skinny" jeans... and they were big on my legs! Curse my pencil legs!!! |
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I'm pretty drunk I shouldn't have done that I shouldn't have told her that I want nothing more than to come home and curl up with him I bought skinny jeans by accident None of this makes sense That's dope.....about the skinny jeans.
Yea, I think it's cool they work with my boots. Which is fanastic except for its almost summer... *sigh* |
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I am thinking about how glad that I am that you are ok. And how much I miss the sound of your voice, the smell of your cologne, the touch of your skin and the taste of your kisses. I am thinking that I hate not seeing you. That I can't sleep right now and how easy it would be to just get into the car and drive until I am where you are...
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going for a bike ride
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I'm thinking I don't care what I look like today!! Jeans & baggy T-Shirt today!! This is my I don't give a "F" look!!
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... How great this music IS ...
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Today I'm dressing like a zebra on crack.
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I'm one of Hannah'a stripes...
 ... That really kewl one that seems as if a penguin ...
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 ... I'm thinkin' 'bout this song and simply MUST share it out ...
The Grateful Dead - Ripple ... 
One of my fav songs ever, would have it at my "Translation" Ceremony ...  ... BREAKS Open my heart EVERY time, sooooo tender and beautiFULL ... 
... Ahhhhh, that mandolin, those lyrics, the soul ...
I wish its BEAUTY for EACH and EVERY one of you ... 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=671AgW9xSiA If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine and my tunes were played on the harp unstrung would you hear my voice come thru the music would you hold it near as it were your own? It's a hand-me-down the thoughts are broken perhaps they're better left unsung I don't know, don't really care let there be songs to fill the air Ripple in still water when there is no pebble tossed nor wind to blow Reach out your hand if your cup be empty if your cup is full may it be again let it be known there is a fountain that was not made by the hands of men There is a road, no simple highway Between the dawn and the dark of night and if you go no one may follow that path is for your steps alone Ripple in still water when there is no pebble tossed nor wind to blow You who choose, to lead must follow but if you fall you fall alone if you should stand then who's to guide you If I knew the way I would take you home...
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I'm thinking my family can sometimes be so
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I am thinking about my daughter-I had a dream where her current 17 yr old self was there as well as the beautiful toddler she was.Everything was so clear in the details of her younger self-The curls in her blonde hair-the big blue eyes. I just wanted to hold her and never let her go.The reality is far different-she is currently locked up in D.H. for violating probation.For five yrs I have fought to straighten this child out.The light was at the end of the tunnel.She went from an angry, danger to herself,drug user to being sobor for almost a year.So close to being out of the system-then her stupid friends(the same ones who got her to use) that she refuses to give up, land her back in trouble.She is still sobor thank-goodness,but there she sits.I die alittle everytime she is in there-and considering she has been in there 77 days over the last two years that is alot.I had to let this out somewhere-to all the people who have watched loved ones struggle with drugs and alcohol-I shed a tear for u today.
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by "interesting", I mean those parts containing nudity.
I'm never naked.
You'd be surprised what the videos show.
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