Secrets in my heart,
lie beneath the fallen snow.
Like flakes drifting in the wind,
I wish to forget what I know.
Hidden behind a white mask,
icicles born from tears.
A grimace in that face,
belies forsaken fears.
Oh, secrets in my heart,
begone from me,
begone.
I had a bad day again,
won't someone please take my hand.
Show me that it's not all that bad.
And prove to me, I can smile again.
I had a bad day again,
I'm feeling deserted without a friend.
Thinking this could be the end,
as I wait for it all to make amends.
I had a bad day again,
The tears were falling like rain on tin.
I couldn't hide the pain within,
when my heart, I could not defend.
I had a bad day again,
look at me and the pain I'm in,
see the things I am tired of provin'.
And yet the world just keeps on movin'.
I had a bad day again,
And then that pretty boy, who was my friend,
told me things would be okay again.
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She was packing up her life,
and rumaging through the past.
Glancing through old papers,
and a thousand photographs.
Packing up her history,
in many a cardboard box.
Left alone to pack,
undisturbed by even a knock.
And going through those pictures,
she came across a particular one.
One of smiling faces,
One of loving fun.
It triggered a hundred memories,
of times with a particular guy.
Remembering how they'd parted,
and still wondering why.
She recalled all the love they'd shared,
wrapped in each others arms.
How he'd told her not to worry,
and seduced her with his charm.
Her mind thought back on days,
nestled with him at
Colors darken with each passing hour
Passing are the April Showers and May flowers
The bitter cold welcomes us to It's keeping
And candle wax falls like my own tears weeping.
The florals whilt and tree's go bare
Sitting with the Cold, I wish You were there
To sheild me from this cold dark precipess
Please take me in your arms and give my soul a rest.
Leaves coat the ground like the ruins of a great empire
The flame rapes the darkness from a burning fire
The weeping willow has cried away her leafy tears
Distant Phantom come and save me from my fears.
The Maiden and The Mother bow down to The Crone
And The Horned God taketh his Nat
It's in the way you meet my eyes,
And the rest of the world melts away.
Right before we almost poured our hearts out.
It's in the way the smirk formed over your face
During the last dip
In that dance that we almost got to finish.
The way our hands touched for just one instant
Where times' hands finally rested
As I almost couldn't tell if it was deliberate or accidental.
The way you wouldn't look me in the eye
Your hand ready for flight on the doorknob
And I almost asked you to stay.
Unsure looks with unanswered questions
Silence like the smoke after a battle
Because you almost thought I had changed.
Looking at the moon like it has the an
After 2 years of ignoring this space..it's time to return.
I'll update more later. For now...think of this as a new beginning.
*smiles*
In the art of grace, poise and excellence
<3 Gypsy
Tuesday was the best day since my anniversary :).
I got a j ob at MSA Solutions as a CSR Collections Agent for the Toyota and Homecomings Mortgage campaign. I have the exact same schedule as my friend Cassie and the same campaign as Erin and Cass, so I'm very happy. I work Monday thru Thursday 12pm to 9pm and Sunday 10am to 7pm. I get paid $10/hr with full benefits after 90 days. It was awesome, I went in to turn in my app. and got an interview and was hired that day!
Then later day day I put in an application for a 2 bed 1 bath at Windscape Apartments on Mesa DR & McKellips RD (Cass and Erin live there, too.) After some work we got it, so
..and I see a place I stall to go.
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I was looking through DA today at random and I came across some wonderfully self-accepting and lovely women. Women like me. Who don't fit the social norm. They aren't the media's "dream girls" or even close. But there they are, baring themselves and embracing themselves in their own flesh.
And then I started to thinkg about myself.
I'm not a tiny girl by any means, and I don't particularly enjoy my body but I don't shy past the subject or the fact that I am a part of a BBW community. And on a level I am proud, not of myself or my body, but that I can allow myself to associate and accept those like