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On AC since: 04.02.08
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I've returned from my little emotional sabbatical. Much better now.
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Cape Fear, UNCW, HMS, NCSSM
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Come out, come out, wherever you are~ Lestat de Lioncourt
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Just to tell everyone goodbye.
Imaginary existence.
Everyone deserves an orgasm. Especially if it's well-deserved.
Glad to be away from him.
Just a silly sonnet.
Our society bites sometimes.
I only feel this way every couple of days.
Most people probably should.
Wrote this when my husband was gone.
It really is.
Just venting.
Just being myself.
My emulation of Langston Hughes' "Theme for English B."
Trying to better myself.
Pondering things.
Going home.
Philosophy of self-injury.
This one sort of explains itself.
I miss the ink.
Another goodbye poem.
I really do miss him.
Saying goodbye is sometimes a good thing.
Hoping to stop the pain.
Abundance of Boredom
Missing someone that I still love.
Talk of fetishes.
that goes by the name of "Da Bla"?
My last time with a girl.
I love Nietzsche.
Dance of love.
Not all seemingly good things are true.
About "Story of an Hour"
Review I did on the famous writer.
Being creative can be fun!
Should everything become federalized?
Should terrorism suspects be protected by the Constitution?
Sure, they can!
More of my sexual escapades.:)
The past still haunts me.
Solitude can be a good thing.
To my exes.
Lonely life.
Stagnation is absent.
Please just leave us all alone.
I pay attention to people in class.
Morning sex is always good.
Falling in love.
I don't care what they say, I will be my own person.
No one messes with my man.:)
My morbid fascination continues.
My honeymoon.
What the French call an orgasm. La Petite Mort.
Long forgotten.
Dark love.
I love him completely.
Vampiric.
For my love.
Very good times!
Good times.:)
Wrote this about my first miscarriage.
Death, in all its glory.
One of my more creative ones.
In regards to religion.
Our first kiss.
This was a fun night.
Feelings of adoration.
Even now, I still feel this way.
For him.
An interesting one.:)
This actually happens a lot with me.:)
For my husband.
I sound like a nerd with this one.
Society upsets me a lot.
For my love.
:)
Wrote this off the top of my head.
I think of this one when I'm down in the dumps.
For my little one.
Wrote this for a former friend.
Looking back on my past pregnancies.
To a former love.
Another quantum poem.
About the river Lethe.
I wrote this for my husband while he was gone last week.
One of the sad days.
For my new husband.
Love found and complete.
My victory song.:)
For the one who made me believe that love exists.
To my ex.
I probably would die without him.
A sad day.
About a letter that I wrote to my husband when I was very depressed a few days ago.
My imagination is very active today!
I wrote this one when I thought someone actually understood me. I was wrong, but it still makes for a sweet poem.
As bad as it may sound, they really did like it.
Yes, I admit it; I have a very sadistic mind. But I'm really sweet, honest I am!
Wrote this for my little submissive one.
I was in a very silly mood when I wrote this.
For someone I deemed as being superior to me.
It's a really rude thing to do.
I don't miss this at all.
Love can be both awful and great.
I love it.:)
Yes, I used to be quite the little anarchist.
Not my favorite type of society.
I was really lovesick at that point in time.
Being in love.
I miss days like these.
Somewhat sadistic.
I like this one.:)
A day that I was bummed out.
From the dark side.
About being in love.
I was deeply in love when I wrote this.
How I changed someone.
For someone I once loved.
I was in deep thought when I wrote this one.
Wrote this one a while back.
Gotta love the graveyard.;)
One of my favorites.
One of my shorter ones.
I was in a weird mood when I wrote this.
I'm sure someone knows what the title means.;)
It seemed good when I wrote it.
Yep, that's pretty much it.
Accidentally listed the same poem twice, under two names. This is the one that I called "Panic".
Wrote this in response to the diagnosis.
To someone I miss dearly.
Yep, I was listening to TOOL when I wrote this. It's to my pitiful excuse for an ex-husband. Enjoy.;)
I really miss him. He'd be 4 this year.
I am no longer angry about this.
Wrote this when I was doing my clinical rotation at the psych ward. Put myself in their position.
I'm actually a really nice person.:)
The epitome of being vindictive.:)
After a VERY rude comment.
The picture tells all.
Another vampiric one.
Got the title from one of my favorite bands.:)
One of my random ones.
Hehe, my submissives gave me this name.
Can't believe I wrote this one.
A very good thought.;)
I rather like this one.
Yes, I really do love Beethoven.;)
For someone I used to admire.
Tribute to a loved one.
My little use of alliteration.
A day's worth of thoughts.
About a witch.:)
Yes, I have quite the imagination.
A day that I thought about going to hell (when I believed that it existed).
How I used to feel about someone.
For someone who tossed me aside.
I miss this.
More powerful vocabulary.
I tried to save him.
One of my favorites.
Wrote this one a while back.
Another fun time.
Good times;)
The sun hurts!!
Yep, I still love her.
I really miss her.
Feelings that do not fade.
Feelings.
No sleep for me.
:)
Good times.:)
Acceptance.
I do indeed prefer the moon.
Former love.
questions
Wanting someone badly.
I miss this feeling.
I'm really not that vain, it's just a poem.
It really does make a difference.
Love is painful.
Please don't read if you are offended on matters of religion.
To my chihuahua.
I love her still.
Scarred.
About a streetwalker.
Another vampiric one.
To one of my so-called friends.
Depression can strike at any time.
Hell.
This explains SO MUCH!
Physical pain, emotional bliss.
A cry for help.
Sometimes, my plans backfire.
Sadness again.
Another explanation.
Love can hurt.
To someone I am not fond of.
This explains a lot.
My imagination at work once again.
Hidden, as always.
How I feel quite often.
Being completely abashed.
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