xanga is being really slow.
i thought it was time for an update with a little emotion. 
Let's play hopscotch in malls.
Let's drive fast with the top down.
Let's turn up the music as loud as it'll go.
Let's put a couch on an island
in the middle of the freeway
and wave at everyone on their way to work.
Let's hug strangers in parking lots.
Let's hand out secret messages at traffic lights.
Let's make lists of all the things that make us smile
and tick them off, one at a time.
The world will carry on without you and me when we're gone.
Let it carry on without us, today.    
   
you met me at a very strange time in my life    
   
Here's to the nights when I didn't know left from right.
And you were there showing me, not telling me.
Here’s to the nights that went early into the morning.
And yet we were still pouring vodka into plastic cups.
Here’s to the phone calls that you took
Even if they were at 4 AM
Here’s to the nights we took long walks around just to talk
Here’s to the nights when even if I was doing something wrong
With someone I wasn’t supposed to be with, you were still there defending me
Here’s to the nights when I knew you were still gonna be there in the morning
Hung over and laughing about the night’s memories.
Here’s to being my best friend
(even if I wasn’t always at my best)    
   
There is an inner beauty about a woman who believes in herself,
who knows she is capable of anything that she puts her mind to.
There is beauty in the strength and determination of a woman
who follows her own path, who is not thrown off by obstacles
along the way. There is beauty about a woman whose confidence
comes from experience, who knows she can fall, pick
herself back up, and move on.    
   
She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest
scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know
what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a
butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew. 
I'm in one of those moods that nothing is really
wrong in my life, but my brain keeps on insisting
that there is. Or maybe it's my heart thats doing
the insisting. I can't really tell. You know that feeling?    
   
So fly with no feathers, parachute or
propellers; gravity is so jealous.    
   
You took off your clothes, left on the light. You stood there so brave,
you used to be shy. Each feature improved, each movement refines and eyes
like a showroom. 
It's in the arch of my back, the sun of my smile.
The ride of my breasts, the grace of my style. I'm a
woman, phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that's me.
( » Phenomenal Woman ; Maya Angelou « )    
   
I am intrigued by glamorous women...a vain woman is continually
taking out a compact to repair her makeup. A glamorous
woman knows that she doesn't need to.
( » Clark Gable « )    
   
Never let anyone fall for
you when you know there's someone
else in your heart and mind. 
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