18 Search Results for "close"

April 3, 2010

it was all so close.

May 11, 2002

the most beautiful girl. the one i see in my dreams. the one i imagine when i close my eyes.

January 31, 2003

it's just him.

hum like a bee.

close is always good, closer a little better, hit the nail on the head. not your thumb.

October 29, 2003

an entity, you can't close an open universe.

put it all on the table, i can pick and choose from there.

April 19, 2007

you're not photogenic at all.

you're kind of creepy up close.

you should teach at the school of bugsyology, you'd really like it there.

October 5, 2006

i understand how close people can get in a few days, and i'm not surprised that there were a few drops, it's a pretty cool thing.

July 26, 2011

Have always wanted a team with a common goal starting on a fresh new project and I might just have that now, or pretty close to it.

March 17, 2010

as a consolation prize i sent an e-mail that could change my life.

how unfortunate that the r and d keys are so close on the keyboard on a day that was about to conquer.

July 22, 2006

a fresh perspective on marriage, life, and love... after five years of observing their relationship from a distance we all got to see up close and personal.

November 11, 2008

don't be stressed, it's highly overrated.

guys of the world, we wouldn't know things like this typically, but did you know that it is impossible for girls to close their mouth while putting on mascara.

April 28, 2004

i've been holding my horses for a long time, it's time to let them gallop, they're galloping, and if you don't want them in you can close your gate.

July 16, 2007

fifteen dollar ride that wasn't really close to the ride of my life, but it was a must thing to do, a nice waterfall and a little jealousy of swimming talents, and topped where hasn't this car been.

August 17, 2003

not so much love, not as much as the will to love. it's not so much livng, as it is the will to live.

don't forget that so many of the things you want to know are only a question away.

a little close to home now.

rawr.

taking out the acorns.

when you write...sweat.

June 9, 2003

you don't have to win to be a champion. tears may be present but there are a lot to have, and even the closest of any rivalry has it short falls and dreams don't always come true, after all it would have been a miracle. by no means was this a short fall...only a great leap as close as it can get to the greastest.

July 25, 2003

the heart doesn't lie, the mind lies.

hey me, shutup and open your ears and your heart, close your eyes and mouth fool.

i had it in my hands. it was boiling in pans. i was washing my face with it. i was dancing beneath it under the stars. when turned the other direction, when my legs went limp, when my knees buckled. when i feel to the floor. how i wish it was different. how does my fate disappear. how obscure does a faith become. how surreal is love when it's gone. sipping out of teacups. peeking in on tomorrow. seeking out everything i can't reach. one who fathoms. one who ponders. one who is and just that. the cat got hit by a car. i'm on the ground. no pain. no scars. no sores. there's a sky above me. nothing but hard ground behind me. there's no choice of which way to go.

July 26, 2003

if you're listening sour and sweets...

i will be laying in bed soon. my blanket will be (y)our love. my mind will be full of beautiful thoughts of you. my arms will be full with stitch, kit-kat-lady-girl, and mistletoe. i will kiss my favorite picture of you. i will think of you long into the night, with passion, longing, and love. i'll think of you whispering in my ear. i'll think of running fingers through your hair. my whispers tracing through your ears. my eyes locked on your beauty. it's gripping. our bodies close, not even air can leak through. warm. cozy. smiles written across our faces. thinking there you are so pure and sweet. tender and strong. adoring and caring. striking in your expressions. holding you in my arms tonight. holding you in my heart tonight. loving you in my arms tonight. loving you in my heart tonight. xo.

July 27, 2003

well i was awake. that was late lastnight. and two flowers later i'm dead. so shoot me. i lay at the bottom of the cliff. not only that...the one who was on my team stepped on my last finger.

i'm awake love, i'm awake, i'm here loving you. wherever you may be. whatever crosses your mind. i do not know what they are. it has been long. my heart has been full and longing for more. as my heart overflows i will preserve that love and develop it in new and unique ways altogether. all of my longings. all of my care. all of my love. tomorrow will be here soon. i will rise in the morning, an early sunday morning, perhaps i'll go for a walk. perhaps i'll take an afternoon nap. my soul will be the change i hope to see. i too am eager of these dreams. it is not by chance, it is not by luck. it is destiny. at stake is the one thing i don't want to lose. i'm hanging from a cliff, there's only a couple fingers left. with the mistakes i made i'm not sure if that's enough strength to lift the damage i have done. i don't know if anyone is coming. i can't see up over the edge. but if i close my eyes, if i dig deep into my soul, deep into my spirit, deep into my heart, i find great faith that help is on the way. as for the time being i must be strong. i must hold my own. i must not slip again.

i'm a cheeseball, please be my cracker.

hope.

national hug day.

July 31, 2003

i'm left here, just body, mind, and heart. my soul and spirit have been torn out of me. so the rest, body, heart, and mind are merely left to suffer. perhaps my soul is already in God's hands. and when i sleep i'll dream of it and be at home. this summer everything has been falling down on me. I feel like i'm in the basement of a building that's about to collapse. nobody knows i'm there. i'm trapped. everyone is on the outside watching it come down piece after piece. little do they know is that there's a living being trapped at the bottom. and then this most unfortunate accident. the building crashes down. at some point the building had to come down. i'm buried. soon everyone will be walking away. days later they will come clean the mess. they will come across my dead body. they will now be in shock, in sorrow. this is what it takes. i was telling and screaming for help but nobody was listening. or, perhaps they will never come across my dead body. they will all go on in their lives. they will forget about the life that was once known as bugsy. they will never know the passion and love i had. i'll be a forgotten soul. out of God's beauty and love someday when my lover is old and frail...wrinkles, white hair, slow, fragile...she will be walking to the old stomping grounds, there will be this large red rose growing in the center of it. that was the soul everyone forgot about. the one who died. maybe then through God's grace that will be a chance that i'm remembered. so here i am today. trapped. will anyone hear my voice? will anyone step close to me? will anyone?

i'm in a gas chamber dying. will anyone come turn off the gas? will anyone go out of their way? i cannot turn off the gas, but there is a gun in the room. the pain and suffering will only increase. how long can i wait for someont to hear me? how much longer can i bare these pains. there's the gun, it could be over like that. i refuse to use it. i will suffer until my death. painfully weaping for someone to turn off that gas...or else...i will die. is anyone there? does anyone see my suffering.? anyone?

i'm in a concealed room and the water is rising. ...anyone?

push him out of the circle. he is worthless. let him wither away and die. let him suffer. we don't care about him. we don't care about his love. we don't care about his life. don't let him in. we hear you. but we don't care. the sooner you're gone the better.