Do what you like.
Things you’ve never done.
Keep on walking,
Staring at the stars
All the little lights.
Fairytales and Firesides
in The wrong direction,
the Girl I once Knew.
What will be come of Us?
There you go again.
May I remind you
The Chill in The Air.
A wicked Man’s [B]ests.
He’ll rise to meet you
As your trust dissolves to shame
Innocence has turned and lost its way
Retrace the footprints
Off the path from which you came.
Are you my angel?
Will we walk all night
Down solitary streets?”
“Baby, I want you
You’re on My mind.”)
Th[is] Girl Running
All the little lights.
Keep on walking
The wrong direction,
Staring at the Stars.
We would leave for the consideration of those who shall occupy our places some proof that we hold the blessings transmitted from our fathers in just estimation; some proof of our attachment to the cause of good government and of civil and religious liberty; some proof of a sincere and ardent desire to promote every thing which may enlarge the understanding and improve the hearts of men. — Daniel Webster
you got an empty space where your heart should be.
you got an empty space, got an empty space.
i could fill your empty space, i can be your replacement heart.
be your replacement heart, your replacement heart.
i would live a thousand years, so you could live two thousand more.
i would love a thousand years, so you could love two thousand more.
to fill your empty space where your heart should be.
to fill your empty space, fill your empty space.
i could fill your space, i can be your replacement heart.
be your replacement heart, your replacement heart.
Skin, on skin, lips to lips, eyes in eyes, its affirmation that connections are meant to be made, had.
Another heart pounding is confirmation of something inexplicable.
“Don’t stop” is as easily uttered as thought.
You’re a live, in moments like this you are truly living.
The days are what kills you
Longing…for the next look, touch, kiss.
Moments, love like this are what they put down in words.
An emergency federal program that acts as a lifeline for 1.3 million jobless workers will end on Saturday, drastically curtailing government support for the long-term unemployed and setting the stage for a major political fight in the new year.
The program, in place since the recession started in 2008, provides up to 47 weeks of supplemental unemployment insurance payments to jobless people looking for work. Its expiration is expected to have far-reaching ramifications for the economy, cutting job growth by about 300,000 positions next year and pushing hundreds of thousands of households below the poverty line.
An extension of the unemployment program did not make it into the two-year budget deal that was passed just before Congress left on its winter recess. When the federal program expires, just one in four unemployed Americans will receive jobless benefits — the smallest proportion in half a century.
“I really depend on unemployment,” said David Davis of Chantilly, Va., adding that the $1,600 a month he receives is helping keep him afloat while he interviews for new positions. “I’ve got a résumé that knocks your socks off. The reason for this long period of unemployment is that the work just isn’t there.”
At one point, Mr. Davis, 68, made more than $100,000 a year as an information technology expert and web designer. He is now living on ramen noodles and $140 he counted out from his change jar. Since being laid off over the summer, he has missed mortgage payments, forcing him to take out a reverse mortgage on his home. He sold his car and got a late-1990s model Ford Taurus, and is looking to cut his utility and cellphone bills. Soon, he might start taking Social Security.
“It’s very stressful,” Mr. Davis said. “At least I’ve had the ability to maneuver my finances so I don’t wind up homeless. That’s one goal, to avoid living on the street or in my car.”
Democrats on Capitol Hill are pushing for an extension of the program, though the constrained fiscal environment makes its reinstatement somewhat less likely, aides said. Members of the Republican leadership have indicated that they might be willing to extend the benefits, but only if Democrats offset the new spending with other cuts.
On Friday morning, President Obama called Senator Jack Reed, Democrat of Rhode Island, and Senator Dean Heller, Republican of Nevada, to extend his support for their proposal to extend emergency unemployment benefits for three months.
“The president said his administration would, as it has for several weeks now, push Congress to act promptly and in bipartisan fashion to address this urgent economic priority,” said Josh Earnest, a White House spokesman.
As the last payments are distributed, Democrats have initiated a campaign aimed at shaming Republicans — particularly those in leadership and in swing districts — for letting the program expire over the holiday season.
“I don’t know if our colleagues who have opposed passing the unemployment-insurance legislation know or care about the impact on families,” said Nancy Pelosi of California, the House minority leader. “The impact is very, very strong. It hurts the dignity of a family, of a worker.”
Americans United for Change, a liberal group, is running an advertisement on cable television stations. “You know who had a Merry Christmas? The richest 1 percent, that’s who. Republicans in Congress made sure of that, protecting billions in taxpayer giveaways,” it says. “For those facing tough times? Republicans stripped 1.3 million Americans of jobless benefits — folks who want to work, but cannot find a job — kicking them to the curb during Christmas.”
If you appeared to me in a dark room I would not be afraid
I would know your presence anywhere
I have dreamt you in a dark room
I know your aura
I have melted into your aura
I would not be afraid
For You Are Light
With you there would be no dark room
Here is what they say, here is what I mistake for...
My lust life
“You have a great ass.”
“Emm, that ass”
‘Honestly, your ass is great!”(as he cops another feel, another squeeze, another objectification)”
“You’re boobs are perfect”
My “You’re beautiful”
When I’m unclothed…
Like they have never eaten in their life and I am their first meal.
The mistake is
It is certainly attraction
Not from the heart
Lord knows that…
It is not for my heart, mind, soul
Because when you got an ittibity waist and round thing(s) in their face they get sprung
I am an object of lust
I am a desirer of love that does never come….
I need, want an explanation
When did I become an object of lust Rather than one of love…
I know I am sexy there ain’t no doubt bout it, but I have a heart
And it breaks with every objectification of me, her, and him
Cause there is more.
Somewhere along the way I was broken
Once an innocent girl with wild ambition
Now a love hungry fool
Dropping everything to wait foolishly for a love
Feared would never come
Oh, I want to believe the sun will rise tomorrow
Bring a new day
Nothings the same with each newly opened eye
Tongue tied and dizzy
I can never fully tell you all I think
You are everything
Dreams could be
I am afraid.
its going to be a long week of naps.
its a journey only a girl can make.
see you on the other side, i hope you make it.
i apologize in advance for the next 5 to 7 days.
just have chocolates on hand.
its not my fault you asked that irrational question.
my aunts in town, she and i don’t get along… she is emotionally draining.
l can barely go on.
The only thing keeping me going is that I have known you,
In my dreams.
The sensation of our bodies joining as one.
They are mine to cherish,
Mine to relish in.
I have woken to the sun upon your cheeks,
been graced by your beautiful smile, and fallen in love with your being one thousand and one times.
You are mine and I am forever yours.
I’d like to bring the jerk(s) back into my life.
The romance sans a guy is starting to annoy me.
I need to listen to rock music- because all the sweet/melancholy she broke my heart, he broke my heart, lets be in love crap…is making me depressed.
My brain is pretty much mush, expect for these word spurring out of me… but other than that I can’t remember what I got online for… and I know I am going to remember it as soon as I sign off line.
Does this happen to you?
I wonder if anyone else can relate to how mindless one can be at times. My parents let me watch too much TV, rather than get me to go do productive shit. I read…but not enough to really carry on a more than semi intelligent conversation.
Like today, this guy asked me what my favorite genre of literature was… and I said I don’t have a favorite I like to read what ever pops out at me and sparks my interest- which he replied to “oh, I took a course on 20th Century Religious literature,” the proceeded to name authors, and there I am the English major… with no favorite author, and no favorite genre to show for myself… and only recognized because I loved the Chronicles of Narnia series…
But, I do have a favorite literary genre- I love 20th Century Native America literature. Such as Sherman Alexie and Leslie Silko to name a few, out of all my English courses it was my absolute favorite class, because I am stuck on the idea of the majestic Indian - however, I realize they were just as cruel as the White Man, but for different reasons- their way of living was to live within their means- they did not see the need for excess the only used what they needed and thats why I appreciate them.
I need to order a book from Amazon for my mom for her book club! That is why I got online.
I’m doing this then signing off.
And often I come to be entangled in the foliage that matures in the garden.
With each new sprout I grow more twisted.
Lost in the vines spreading over the garden floor.
The greenery engulfs me so,
I fear I may become the garden itself,
And lost forever to the outside world.
Giving life only to excessive growth.
Any attempt to reach an egress prove to be my folly,
Only strengthening the garden’s hold on me.
Thus, I fear…
It has been me all the while;
And there can be no exodus from the garden.
For I am the keeper,
Cultivator of my own exile.