I feel the anger inside
starting with a thought...

Agony searches my soul for a place of rest
only to be found when pain flares from outside...

Tangled words build inside her
anger sprouting deep...

Lipstick letters border every mirror.
Each one a simple hint of my love for you...

Angels like him
don't drift my way often...

You like bananas, more then one would think
unfortunately i think they stink...

Split Level Kisses
Shortness is a gift...

September 9, 2007
Confetti Sunshine...

September 10, 2007
Twinkle Toes...

September 11, 2007
Falling Paint Chips...

Condemning Kiss
glancing at you...

September 17, 2007
Puddle Pictures...