#mysteriouswritergirl

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mysteriouswritergirl replied to your post:mysteriouswritergirl replied to your video...

lol. you guys do, its a bi-co. :-)

We stand corrected. Haha. Thank goodness for the bi-co and obscure recreational sports!

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mysteriouswritergirl replied to your video “Whether you’re interested in continuing the sport you play in high...”

Maybe I can go back to soccer. If not, I whip butt at ping pong. :-)

Oh, how we wish we had a ping-pong team. Feel free to start one!

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Meow

I will have 5 poems up at Forever Journal (part of Poetic Matrix Press) at a time yet to be announced.

[dreamsofthedisturbed]

Blood

Blood flows through the path of least resistance 

I guess that's why 

In my eyes

My family are lies

And my friends would all die

For me. 

[inkjellybean]

A toast: to me

So I took on a writing prompt that mysteriouswritergirl on her blog.

A toast to me, out of someone else's view point, written by me.

Here's to Gillian, for pushing through the tough times. Here's to you smiling when internally your world is falling down around you.

Here's to making everyone else laugh, while you think that you're not funny at all. You made more people laugh and smile than what you think.

You're actually writing and not afraid to do it, we knew you could do it and now you've finally listened to us!

We are glad that you decided to take a few matters into your own hands. You did it, you got your matric even though you had a few stumbling blocks. We know that you're not dumb.

Remember, there will always be people there if you look close enough.

Gillian, no matter what life throws at you. No matter what chemicals in your brain tell you - we have seen you survive it all and we know that you can and will survive it. You have the courage to do it.

As a negative person, this is quite hard to write. I don't know what to say next. I don't know how wrong I am about myself. But this is all I can write.

[geckofields]

Sometimes Two

Quiet voices in my head

You and me and him

Just me.

Sometimes, rare times,

Just us two.

And that's nice.  

[dreamsofthedisturbed]

uhm

You are just like him

And I hate that about you.

You're bossy

And I hate that about you.

You're a mystery

And I hate that about you.

But you have that smile

That knowing gaze

That intellect

And that commanding presence

That swallows up all reason

And leaves me wanting you.

I can't stand that I want you

I can't stand that I get off

To the thought of your touch

Your big cock

And strong hands

Your domineering act.

I do though

You're all I've thought about for days now

You don't even look my way

I'm nothing to you

But like a daughter

And you my father

You aren't

Maybe that's it

You aren't him

And I like that about you

I want to fuck that part of you

That isn't him, yet so familiar

But we won't

We'll never touch

Never speak those dirty words

I wish you could whisper in my ear

As you say more and more inappropriate things

Every day that goes by, boss.