December 2011
1 post
October 2011
2 posts
When I can’t ride anymore, I shall keep horses as long as I can hobble along with a bucket and wheelbarrow. When I can’t hobble, I shall roll my wheelchair out by the fence of the field where my horses graze, and watch them.
September 2011
1 post
Under my skin.
I threw the photo frames against the wall. I tore the photographs that were in them. Looking at them now, in pieces, and looking at shattered glass all over the floor, i start to wonder if anyone else feels the way i feel right now, and how they’re coping with it.
My heart is filled with so many emotions. Emotions and feelings that i wished were left unknown to me. Ones that i wish i never...
June 2011
3 posts
“My goal? To not wake up at forty with the bitter realization that Ive wasted my...”
May 2011
5 posts
"Can We still Be Friends?"
Can anyone ever truly be friends again after a break-up?
You give a person your everything. In turn, they learn everything about you, every insignificant fact. But suddenly, they disappear. They aren’t yours anymore and you are somehow supposed to talk to them.
There will be awkward pauses where the “i love you” used to go and the colorful conversations will become dull and...
On Infidelity
Don’t ever cheat on someone. I’m serious. It’s not worth it. And I’m not saying this because cheating is morally wrong…
The reason you should never cheat on someone is because you won’t enjoy it. No matter which person you’re with, you’ll always be thinking of the other one.
You will never be in the romantic present tense; your mind will solely exist in the past and the future…
When you’re...
“I was waiting for the longest time. & then you were there, standing in front...”
January 2011
3 posts
Loss.
It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one.
We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know.
It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through...
As for sex. Well, of course I could’ve had sex. Guys will have sex with a watermelon if they’re desperate enough. Lots of girls try to prove their love by having sex. It only proves they’re having sex.”
The Freak by Carol Matas
December 2010
2 posts
2011
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
God bless
I look back on my life the way one watches a badly scripted action flick, sitting on the edge of the seat, bursting out, “No, no, don’t open that door! The bad guy is in there and he’ll grab you and put his hand over your mouth and tie you up and then you’ll miss the train and everything will fall apart!”
Except there is no bad guy in this tale. The person who jumped through the door and grabbed...
November 2010
2 posts
“You don’t need a relationship to feel or make Love.”
October 2010
5 posts
“Lots of people want to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone...”
– Oprah Winfrey
Say a little Prayer, Thank you.
So as alot of you people already know, i went through a surgery last week. Had to have my appendix removed, and i had a cyst on my ovary. Stayed in the hospital for about 4 or 5 days, and yes, the whole procedure is something i would like to forget.
Thank you Elaine for the prayers you did for me every night via phone call. It made me fall asleep feeling good. And Marc :) thanks for accompanying...
September 2010
2 posts
“Here is a girl who would rather have a Horse than a Boyfriend.”
August 2010
2 posts
“Him : If I could re-arrange the alphabet, I’d put U & I together....”
July 2010
10 posts
June 2010
8 posts
“We have two eyes and just one tongue, which means we need to look twice and talk...”
You wanna play a game? Okay, it’s like this :
You play around, you have fun, you share secrets, you tell stories, you cry on each others shoulders, you hold hands, you think about forever.
But, you don’t fall in love.
Because the first one who does, loses.
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it without knowing what’s going to happen next.
May 2010
11 posts
