1 Corinthians 1:19-20

For it is written, I will destroy the wisdom of the wise, and will bring to nothing the understanding of the prudent./Where is the wise? Where is the scribe? Where is the disputer of this world? Hath not God made foolish the wisdom of this world?

Her name means "leaking"..

We had fat gyros, creamy/chocolatey yogurt, smokey cigs, luke-warm beverages, sweaty caresses, soft kisses, and snuggly hugs...it's amazing what you can get away with under the cloak of darkness <3>

Gyro-Ména

Blanqui

 

"In infinity, eternity performs-imperturbably-the same routines."

"...a noisy humanity infatuated with its own grandeur, believing itself to be the universe and living in its prison as though in some immense realm..."

"I wish nothing but the best of you too"

i just remembered, i never told you how much you hurt me:
you made my heart bleed. at least it felt that way. sometimes i thought my heart. my love for you would just break through me and spill everywhere. relieving me of the memories, the promise, the love i had for you. the love that in some form or another still remains in the dark secret space of my sacred memories. little pieces of our love still sits in the bottom of my treasure box. i look through that box. not often. but when i do, with out fail, i shed a tear. just one little tear for you.  a tear of joy and hate- for im thankful i can even have those bitter memories because sometimes...sometimes we were okay. and by that i mean we were better than okay because when we were okay things were great. it was like nothing could possibly go wrong if u were there or not there but if u at least thought of me as the angel u used to think i was. now, I am no angel. I hurt the people I love as you did me. I guess it was my fault. for falling in love with someone who just wasn't ready for love.

I miss you. I'm over you.  I'm in love with someone else. I'm trying to be good to him, but because of how you've bruised me, he's suffering. he doesn't get to be too loved..he doesn't get to have me completely because you showed me that's wrong. you showed me that its best not to care too much. don't get me wrong, you are not the reason I'm a shitty lover. that's on me. you actually made me grow up. fast. no more innocent, selfless but uninhibited tomi. now, im just...a hedonistic heart breaker. thanks.

Fair and War--Reed, p. 354

When one sees what is evidently a citizen with far more money than brains, and with out the faintest appreciation of the beauties that encompass him, wheeled about at seventy-five cents an hour by a youth so far his superior that any comparison is impossible, it causes one to realize Fortune is indeed an irresponsible flirt, who is never so happy as when doing the wrong thing.

"What would you do if your son was at home crying all alone on the bedroom floor cuz he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money and his daddy's gone..."

This reads: "I've been sleeping with one of my best friend's boyfriend...she's been away but she's coming back and I don't know what to do. I think I love him but I love her too..."-- again, RC Girl's bathroom stall.

My response to Ms. Anon-- at the end of the day, who's more important to you- you or your bestfriend??