belladea

I am sorry that you and your guy are fighting. These things happen. Thus is the reality of dating. I hope that things bet better for you. No problem on the compliments you make it easy.

ah the kid thing. there's a poem somewhere that sums it up pretty well. i don't have a copy of it or i'd post it. but basically it explains that even though kids destroy your house terrorize the dog and or cat . eat the gold fish.
write on the walls tear up your carefully planned stackable shelves because they can.
once you've had them and experienced their joy at finding a ladybug on the screen door. how could anyone go back to not having a child. the hardest thing in the world for me is not getting to see them everyday not getting to watch them grow up. and when i do get them that last night before they have to go back . going to sleep knowing that tomorrow is the first day of the next six months before i'm truely happy again. before i can breath in the scent of my childrens joy and laughter.
six months before i once again don the mask of darth daddy and be foiled by the two jedi who so dearly love swordfighting their arch nemesis.
(and no i'm not expecting you to be amused not sure why i went on that little rant. guess i had to get it off my chest. )

thank you for letting me vent.

oh and your still a hottie and i make the best damn waffle in springfield!!!

no worries i commpleately understand. besides it looks like i'm not going to second shift anyway. stuck on third.
oh well prolly gonna change jobs soon anyways.
enjoy your steak.

about that job changin thing. prolly not for awhile. just got some good news at work. so things are lookin' up there.

"The kisses thou hast spent upon my lips
Hath quench'd a thirst more aching in want
Than the parch'd tongue for the water it sips,"

This could be the one and only verse in the most beautiful song in the world.





If you like that sign, you can follow the web address at the bottom of it, and make your very own, saying anything your little heart desires.

I was able to dig up an old journal of mine, there is a poem in it that I wrote shortly after having met my husband. It's not my best, but it's something, and I did promise you something. It's nowhere near as eloquent or beautiful as yours...but again, it's something.

when you found me, I was raining.
scattered like the ash from my cigarette.
strangled by my need to remain, to exist.
dwindled down to clay, misshapen, deformed,
turning black with decay.
becomming one with the world
a translucent form, a shallow puddle.
the nothingness was growing, engulfing me,
but you brought me back from the void,
rekindled the flame that I am.
And I burn brightly
in the mirror of your eyes.

Okay, I totally didn't know that those pics were fake, but that makes me feel MUCH better about the situation. I was really afraid for your insides.

How's your transitional period treating you? You have a few years before you have to start really thinking about 30, but I had a friend point out the truth about 30 as I've known it (you know, my big 6 months of experience) . . . I just look at it like my most stupid mistakes are hopefully all past me. I've officially left the dicking-around-decade.

I have "Jesus Walks" as my ringtone to warn me when my family is calling. Gotta have a heads up when you get a call from the Bible Belt.

How's everything this week?

I've always thought about moving to Canada. I'm sure that has nothing to do with the legal selling of weed in the Vancouver cafes. Nothing at all.

Yeah, we were pretty damn nice to the lady who hit our car. Anyone in her situation needs kindness, at least. I too am wondering what kind of family would let someone drive themself to surgery but what do I know? At least her insurance has been cool so far.

Thanks for telling me I'm going to get sued though . . . that always brightens up a girl's holiday weekend.

heh went to vision con this passt weekend. it was cool. got a scottish claymore for 60 bucks.

thinking about doing a new set. sans clothing. heh heh guess i''m nervous too.

ok hint taken. ciao

That poem is amazing. I have such respect and awe for poets. I've tried. It's ugly.

How is it that you've been here since May and we're just now saying hello? That's what I love about this site - something new every day.

happy belated valentines.


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love your pics by the way.

aww thanks! I like the way my boobs look in that corset as well. If I may be so vain. And yes, boobs ARE wonderful. hehe. I dont have any of my "real" art online, it's all hanging on my walls, I'll have to take some pictures of some of my stuff sometime.

Speaking of pics, yours are FANTASTIC!


wow, you are amazingly beautiful, i just love this picture, plus it gives me a glimpse of your art.




One of the things I love about moving is getting to paint and decorate the new place. I want to be an interior decorator someday. I'm such a nerd. hehe.

The pics of you and your boy are adorable. I need to take some new ones of my husband and I together.


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Happy Holidays, your acknowledgement means a bit........Cheers to our happiness in the new year!

I have returned!!!!! heh heh are you going to vision con next month? hope to see ya there.

yeah good luck. i think i'm moving inna couple of weeks.
must be in the water or something.

just checking in to see how ya's are.