Mindless Thoughts & Serious Scribblings

[czharlloutte]

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you know that.... i don't have to tell you co'z you knew it all.....

[czharlloutte]

life is like a tunnel... you don't live in it you pass through it...

[brackitz]

oh romeo......

[czharlloutte]

and then you said "hello".... my heart beats faster..... your lips moved and sigh.... and you came closer
closer that I can breath your scent.... and for the life of me... our lips met.

[splendid moonlight]

Today I got a closer look of your beautiful hands; I sneaked a look while we were beside each other. The white patches of soap bar residue that were on your fingers earlier in the morning were gone, erasing images I had of you in your morning shower. Erasing, too, my fantasies of you and your hands forever.

Goodbye, Adonis hands. It doesn’t take a talent to realize the devil has got your heart.

[Dorothea]

I want to pee. But I don't. I feel like I have the runs. But I feel constipated. What to do?

[czharlloutte]

maybe...


maybe I’m just lonely
maybe you pleased me
maybe i like you
maybe you like me

but...
i wasn't lonely
until you found me
or maybe i found you...

but...

you can't be mine
maybe i can't be your’ s too...

but...

maybe you’re lonely too...
or
maybe you're too happy to see me lonely....
or
maybe I’m too lonely to see you happy....

maybe...
but I’m hurting...
and
maybe I’m just missing you...
or maybe...
falling for you...


maybe.....

[sevmik]

Often, the voices that speak in fractured fascination for the mundane are also those that cower before realization of the macabre and its relativity to their lives.

[sevmik]

the train is leaving, the coast is clear. where it goes, only the track knows.

[splendid moonlight]

Eventhough you are mean to a lot of people in general, I think, and I hate to admit this, that I'll miss your hands. It's almost impossible how they are so perfect. And not only do you have wonderful hands, you have a beautiful laugh as well. I'm glad you did not wear blue this morning - otherwise, the color, plus your voice and your hands would have been enough to make me forget my name.