Tonight at 8 pm I will have my aura read for two hours. It will be audiotaped. I might cancel, I feel like my shine has a different buzz and buff than usual. I am nickel colored. I am lighter by 12 years of eggs. I am 150 eggs lighter.
Marijuana Lemon, you are smooth butter. I could carry your love like smoke in the lung. Sunset Pitterpatter, you have changed my blood pressure. Ax Cashew, why do you pronounce your vowels 25 states away? You are a mint leaf in Vietnam. Each one of your teeth reminds me of a frosted cake. I would kiss your typewriter. I would keep your ice cubed even when sleepy. I recommend you replace your neck with tree branches. I am sometimes jealous of you because when you have spring you get to smell the lilac. For me, you redefine pudding.
you just crushed it.
thank you.
so glad you are on this urbanhonkings
yah, no shit.
that changed me.
This blog is so nice!
My a.k.a. is Ax Cedar. Kind of weird. Did you get it by spelling back-wards?
Similarities create friendship's while differences hold them together.
so simple... and yet we make it so much more confusing and difficult... to make it more comfortable to ourselves... safety keeps us unsafe... in truth if we reach out far beyond that, which we fear... we are warmed by comforting truth... instead of trying to create our own form of comforted truth, which always falls short...for it is never lasting... only fleeting... like happiness; fleeting.
happiness is sought... however, joy is found...once joy enters the soul is never the same...
Joy is truth... Love is truth...love and joy are synonomous... but we are unable to find this on our own...it finds us, but only if we ask for it to find us...only if we feel lost.