Kissing the lipless

• Member since August 7, 2006.
• I have 2 comments, 62 poems, 1 philosophy, 1 journal

My Philosophies

• What really is being selfish?

My other items

• Untitled # 3 at allpoetry
  I’ve bathed in your dirty bath water long enough
  My coffee is cold, better drink up.
• Mr. Monoxide at allpoetry
  Why, hello. Mr. Monoxide,
  Carbon, right?
• Little bows at allpoetry
  Little bows on the boxes
  tied to perfection.

My journal entries

• [ Her shoulders were hunched over as she trudged into the white school building. This school she loathed. Her hair lay astray in messy braid, her face bare except for a few pimples, her middle plump for the medicines made her gain weight. Her eyes flashe

  Her shoulders were hunched over as she trudged into the white school building. This school she loathed. Her hair lay astray in messy braid, her face bare except for a few pimples, her middle plump for the medicines made her gain weight. Her eyes flashed, seeming to change. There was something pecuilar about her. Ho

  August 6, 2009, In Angst, Depression, My life, Pain, Personal, Sad.  600 words. → Make first comment?

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