Posmella
- user since
- Fri Jun 8 2001 at 08:52:01 (7.4 years ago )
- last seen
- Thu Nov 6 2008 at 04:06:24 (1.9 weeks ago )
- number of write-ups
- 148 - View Posmella's writeups (feed)
- level / experience
- 14 (Protector of the Art) / 22574
- C!s spent
- 779
- mission drive within everything
- Node what I enjoy noding.
- most recent writeup
- The words beneath her words
Escapism: not running away from reality; rather, to re-connect... wind in hair, rain on face, grass under feet. Finding pleasure in the small things of life. Just breathing. Living my own dichotomy. And don't you forget it. Still pushin' niceness Say hi to my mentee, if you see her!
http://posmella.livejournal.com some call me posmella of the gmail too Don't think these are accidental: |
User Bookmarks:
- Welcome to Everything
- Even though I sleep terribly with another body in the bed
- I have never let my schooling interfere with my education
- YOU CAN'T FIGHT EVIL WITH A MACARONI DUCK!
- Two Golden Rules of Being a Woman
- You may forget
- yes I said yes I will Yes.
- Oceania has always been at war with Eastasia
- rage with an intensity rivaled only by the leaf that suddenly floats to the ground
- Anna Begins
- I am not playing a zero sum game
- Translucent, threatening to smash itself
- A note on arrival
- You're never around when I need you
- I wish I had the magic words that could take pain away
- She has trouble acting normal
- Wanted: Supervillain minions
- I like you. Now let me tell you all my flaws.
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
- How does it feel to know you are one of my bad habits?
- To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals (idea)
- satellites fallen from grace
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- Sometimes, you have to say to yourself: It just doesn't matter.
- jealousy, which has been a sort of game you played with yourself, now grips you relentlessly.
- It will be in Georgia. It will be Taipei.
- Warning: Splinters off into a thousand directions
- This is why she stays
- Because I want to. Because I'm good at it.
- A strange and beautifully distanced unity
- The polaroids that keep us together
- You are precious to me. Did you know that?
- Everything is a Family
- I like it here
- The words beneath her words
- Wanting to hear those quiet, even breaths at four in the morning
- It is good enough. It is more than good enough.
- You are so beautiful
- I am worn out with the beauty of the most trivial things
- It's always a good idea to tell people you love them if you do
- the way we circle into range
- If we were machines, we'd have the gift of being eternal and I want you to understand
- How to meet the most girls (idea)
- The walls she had built around herself cracked and crumbled
- Open your eyes. Become bigger. It hasn't killed you, and it's making you stronger
- I will marry only he who defeats me in battle
- The world is warm and likes having us in it
- You are complexity, studied and defined
- You can't quit now. It's just getting good.
- Like hands on a clock tell time without thinking about how long it's been
- How the heart really works
- When silence between two people is comfortable
- Break me. I'm elated.
- A thousand years from now, we should have coffee and tell stories while the world disintegrates
- Her protestations notwithstanding
- I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- Ah, the distrust I have fostered. It is such a rock.
- the wise mapmaker omits his home
- I've lost my memory but I have ink, so.
- It's the impurities that let you party with the shadow people
- The endless blue sky is not big enough to hold her memories, so it doesn't
- You are lethargy and I write to wake you
- I will always be in the details
- He breaks her heart on a daily basis
- At night, she still believes in him
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- I wanted nothing more than for the ocean to be calm and still
- I didn't ask if the glass was half full or half empty. I've always had enough to drink.
- reading a sad story backwards doesn't make it have a happy ending
- It's not love. It's not even close.
- Discreet, until they rock your world
- all of these questions need answering
- the moon versus us ever sleeping together again
- We sit together and we sit apart
- Why I play russian roulette with five bullets
- Just because she's nice to you doesn't mean she wants to fuck you
- Let it never be said I slept through it. I never sleep
- dreaming of gentle dragons and cotton candy
- my kisses say something
- Schrödinger's Heart