like (don't care to much for the French)
the number 24
like (don't care to much for the French)
the number 24
"O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
-Louis Aragon
like, I guess, never really thought much bout it...
Birds, wild ones..
love - they are usualy majestic and beautiful.
love itself
(I'm getting of now-bye)
"O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
-Louis Aragon
Love, (bye
Fireworks
Love, if I'm in charge of setting them off!
The Eagles (Band)
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Like.
Alcohol?
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
If I say love does that mean I have a problem?
Board Games
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
I hate them unless it's some kind of LOTR or Tolkien trivia because then I kick butt and then it's fun.
walks
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa
love them. necessary to my happiness and well-being.
folk music
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Love. There's a trail by my house that goes parallel to the river for a long ways. It would be very nice to walk down if it wasn't snowing in the middle of friggin' April.
Snow in the Middle of Friggin' April
What is the use of a violent kind of delightfulness if there is no pleasure in not getting tired of it.
- Gertrude Stein
A washerwoman with her basket; a rook; a red-hot poker; th purples and grey-greens of flowers: some common feeling which held the whole together.
- Virginia Woolf
Oops. I love folk music. I even have a band that I play old dustbowl songs with occasionally.
See above.
What is the use of a violent kind of delightfulness if there is no pleasure in not getting tired of it.
- Gertrude Stein
A washerwoman with her basket; a rook; a red-hot poker; th purples and grey-greens of flowers: some common feeling which held the whole together.
- Virginia Woolf
ick. hate snow, that's one reason Texas ain't all that bad. that and the handsome cowboys.
pet bunnies
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
dislike because of a childhood trauma.
brand new pet kitties![]()
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa
Love
Peeps (the marshmallow candy schtuff shaped like little baby chicks with yellow sugar crystals on them --- or the pink bunnies. you, know, since Easter is coming up. I for one think they're pretty nasty)
"...if you weren't smart enough to get a pedophile in a dress to put a small amount of water on the child’s forehead, then what the eff did you think was going to happen?