a song of silence
bring your hands to my ears, if you will...
and to you, my secrets, i shall reveal
my secret is this:
i dance with the wind;
with a whisper of passion-
of things that once was, is, and will be
my eyes ultimately behold
my dreams, my visions, and my desires...
me: are you there, God?
God: *exasperated sigh* what now, heather?
me: well, see um... i'm running a bit dry now. think ya could bring forth some greens?
God: whatever. *waves hand* thy will be done. now get off my case.
me: thank you, Lord!!!! alleuia! *tokes happily*
yeep... jeans...
i remember when i was little i used to hateeee them though lol
i would only wear those stupid print pants ya know?
the ones that matched with t-shirts.. lol
lol i agree with matt
i think your emotions are your strength and yet it's your weakness...
not that it's a bad thing. it's cool, actually...
i'll never forget that time we stayed up all night lol
went walking in the rain in the wee hours of the morning lol
that was really cool... *grin*