Saturday, May 26


The trees, they say stood witness.
The sky refused to tell.
But someone who had seen it said
The story played out well

She longed to be a flame,
That brightly danced alone.
Felt jealous of the steam
That made the air its only home.

She spread her arms out wide.
Breathed in the break of dawn.
She just let go of all she held

And then she was gone.


-ginger foutley
Wednesday, May 9


here's a song that will sum up the chopseuy in my head today

'Cause you can't jump the track,we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe, just breathe

-anna nalick, breathe



okay, and this one too:

I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me

I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts

-Right Said Fred, I'm too sexy



dang, I really like that second one. hehe