Ink smears, as thoughts sometimes do. ~Terri Guillemets

Some days so many words rush to my head,

But I don't know how to say them
So I write them instead


Sunday, November 7, 2010


The past is catching up.


"If any of you are around when I have to meet my day,
I don't want a long funeral. And if you get somebody to deliver the eulogy,
tell them not to talk too long.
Every now and then I wonder what I want them to say. Tell them not to mention
that I have a Nobel Peace Prize. That isn't important. Tell them not to mention
that I have three or four hundred other awards, that's not important.
Tell them not to mention where I went to school.
I'd like somebody to mention that day, that Martin Luther King Kr, tried to love somebody.
I want you to say that day that I tried to be right on the question of war.
I want you to be able to say that day, that I did try to feed the hungry.
And I want you to say that day, that I did try, in my life to clothe those who were naked.
I want you to say, on that day, that I did try, in my life, to visit those who were in prison.
I want you to say that I tried to love and serve humanity."
-Martin Luther King Jr.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010


My initials are H.R.R.
Hah, thats amusing.
How is it possible to feel alone in a town of hundreds?
How is it possible that every night 22,000 teenagers are homeless?
How is it possible that they can cry without being noticed?


How is that right?

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I want to be remembered as the girl who had picnics,
just because the sun came out.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

A dream has power to poison sleep
- Percy Bysshe Shelley, "Mutability"

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

I don't want anything to be 'The End'
I want everything to be 'The Beginning'

But you can't have what you want.
You have to have what you need.

Somethings end for the better.


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