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one hand on my heart [Sep. 10th, 2007|04:20 pm]
metaphor_whore
 Again and Again I find my way back to what I know is true
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(no subject) [Jan. 4th, 2006|06:46 pm]
metaphor_whore
"You can't talk of the dangers of snake poisoning and not mention snakes."
-C. Everett Koop
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OUCH!! [Jan. 1st, 2006|08:19 pm]
metaphor_whore
love hurts
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stone age weekend [Nov. 26th, 2005|08:48 pm]
metaphor_whore
sooo ive spent the weekend with no phone due to circumstances out of my control. got to say the peace is nice and very good for my studies. I just painted for three hour with no interruptions save a five year old who wanted dinner. I have a good life.
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saddness feels like sweater [Nov. 23rd, 2005|09:56 pm]
metaphor_whore
saddest moment of my life: watching Selah trying to wake up her dead daddy
happiest moment of my life: i think that one is on the way
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i know your mother told you that you are god-but you are just a boy [Nov. 22nd, 2005|01:47 pm]
metaphor_whore
so i guess i don't know how to be a girlfriend...i didn't take that class
in fact i am freaking the fuck out.
and i already sound more like a girlfriend...cool
i don't even know what im talking about right now.
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To live is to stuggle [Nov. 9th, 2005|04:39 pm]
metaphor_whore
I hate waiting but i want to learn patience
and I can't seem to find a short cut
so im waiting
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all i need is some hoes [Nov. 7th, 2005|03:33 pm]
metaphor_whore
Your Pimp Name Is...

Her Majesty Tease
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morning walk [Nov. 7th, 2005|08:03 am]
metaphor_whore
My hips sway to the rhythm of life potential, and all my happiness is stored in my thighs.
i believe in the redemption of long walks where all my energy is economized into one foot forward.
one step closer to all my desire located on a never nearing horizon line. you make promises embedded in polite conversation.
And wonder at my confusion while speaking unsolvable riddles. And i, one foot forward, keep up the pace,
trying to close the wide gap between what you say and where your hands are placed.
Fingers familiar with intimacies, aways quickly withdrawn, shy of finding humanity. Afraid of being human with me....
I walk on.
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kick me!! [Nov. 4th, 2005|07:45 am]
metaphor_whore
I seem to be the receptacle for all the anger a five year old can muster.
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