24-Stars-of-Nirvana

A season of soups and slippery sidewalks. One of preservation, potlucks, and oven-peeking. Holly jolly serenades, with celebrations til spring.

When you're alone, you're forced to confront yourself. All the things you push aside in the presence of others resurfaces. Mistakes Mistreatment Manipulation Hatred Self-loathing Worthlessness Abuse Depression ...The list is endless. Oh but go on, keep lying. "It's ok, I like being alone."

People envy a homeland like mine. Many wish for the clearest water and most succulent fruits, yet they are my natural inheritance.

I'm tired of the using. I'm tired of holding my tongue to not say, "I love you." Why can't we just make love?

he tried to devour me he didn't know I was poison

post scriptum plain and simple peas in sauce plums with sage pause and start peonies and sugar pale sandalwood pasted steps pastel soot pretty sparkles pain and sorrow

You're awfully interested in my eyes for someone who's in love with another woman.

what will I govern if I give myself to you?