princess nico

there are tales to be told

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Well and Nice

well sleeps in the bed with nice. both words that have no meaning. they live nowhere in a house surrounded with words that mean something and evoke emotion.

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Nature heals

They walked along the trail, following his direction

They don’t connect for days at times, 

but 

out there 

amongst the trees 

and the breeze 

and the scene

and the unseen 

footsteps of those who were there, 

those who are here,

we anchor

we console

we meet each other

where we are. 

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Witnessing the process of innocence fading away

5 yo: Mama have you ever hugged a bird?

Me: No babez, birds always fly away. That's what they do.

5 yo: Oh right

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Two Doors of Hearts

Behold, the Two Doors of Hearts. 

Just like there are two kinds of hearts.

Behind each one unfolds a different kind of love. 

There are only two kinds of love anyway.

Do you pick the door of red because you like it or because of what you’ve been fed? Do you pick the door of red because of what you think about at the end of the day alone (or not alone) in your bed? Or because of that scent you’ll never get out of your head?

Or do you pick the door of black because you like it or because you want to go back? Do you pick the door of black because of the taste left on your tongue when you feel that connection crack? Or because of that fortitude you shun, the inability to stay on track?

So what’s the difference?

They say one of them will take work and test you in ways you will resent. You will hide parts of yourself. You will get comfortable with it and at times be ok with it but you will not live your life to the fullest.

They say one of them will almost always feel like home. It will be easy. You will not have to try. You will be true to all the disparate parts of you but you must be willing to ask for what you want.

Don’t worry they both will still bring you ungodly pleasure and unbearable pain. You are alive after all.

Go on now. What will it be?

It doesn’t matter though. The choice was never yours but always yours the same.

The heart chooses you.

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Lovers

Woman: Do I exude pheromones?

Man: Yes

Woman: How do you know?

Man: Do pheromones spell like peanut butter?

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Magician

Woman: Do you know what she said?

Man: Abracadabra

Woman: How did you know?

Man: I speak magic

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Modern Inconveniences

Son: Hi Dad

Father: Hold on, I’ll call you right back. I just need to throw something in the garbage

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Leftovers

Husband: You didn't eat anything today! Just a cheeseburger and the dozen oysters

Wife: I also had the left-over Chinese food

Husband: Yea, but that is so little. After they eat from what you leave, before they put it in a doggy bag

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Ugly Son

Upon returning from the nail salon a mother looks for her son

Mother: Where's my ugly son? Where's my ugly son? We're so beautiful and you are so ugly

Son: That's not very nice

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Rome

At a holiday dinner, a group of adults talk about traveling to Italy

White Man: There aren't any Chinese restaurants in Rome

White Woman: No Chinese tourists either. Japanese, but not Chinese

Chinese Woman: How do you know? How can you tell the difference?

White Woman: I can tell by the sound of their voice