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quietlyquietly @ 2008-12-27T18:47:00

2008-12-28T02:50:22Z

windblownseed.

add me, this journal is dead. i really am just tired of the name.

remember this?

2008-12-27T04:43:31Z



		I will marry natalie p..
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in london in our fabulous House.
		We will have 5 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a black tandum bicycle.
		I will spend my days as a writer, and live happily ever after.

quietlyquietly @ 2008-12-19T21:10:00

2008-12-20T05:11:14Z

aim anybody?

my screen name is windblownseed. :]

my head in your lap.

2008-08-22T02:53:46Z

i am filling my pockets with seasons
and tattooing my body with times because

i am scared that i might
forget myself otherwise.

quietlyquietly @ 2008-07-31T14:39:00

2008-07-31T21:40:42Z

recommend a good movie to me if you will.

quietlyquietly @ 2008-07-27T02:16:00

2008-07-27T09:17:20Z

"tree hands"

the treetops stretched like hands,
stretching to the heavens,
stretching out to the empty night sky

and i think about them all the time,
don't you? how could you forget them,
how could you forget the nights we spent

pretending to be somewhere else,
anywhere else but here - how could you forget?
how did you forget,
could you teach me to forget?

the hands raised towards god,
asking for forgiveness, asking to be forgiven -
like silhouetted ghosts from the walls of your room,
the room that choked every living thing out of me,
filled the dead parts of me with anxiety
and you.

i see the tree hands in my dreams,
like your hands over me, but i do not sleep
anymore, i cannot sleep anymore,
what am i even writing this poem for -

this never happened
this never happened
this never happened

to me.

you little windblown seed of a thing.

2008-07-19T06:49:58Z

no words dancing on your lips,
no still heart, no morning whispers,
nothing beneath my chest, nothing
between my fingers,
nothing.

it is just sunday. and then it is just monday, just tuesday, just just just ...

i just miss you.

(when things get difficult, they really get difficult).

we fall but our souls are flying.

2008-07-03T04:11:42Z

"it is not a sudden leap from sick to well. it is a slow, strange meander from sick to mostly well. the misconception that eating disorders are a medical disease in the traditional sense is not helpful here. there is no 'cure'. a pill will not fix it, though it may help. ditto therapy, ditto food, ditto endless support from family and friends. you fix it yourself."

it sounds so simple, but when it comes to explaining that to somebody who loves you, it proves difficult. i am prone to bouts of self-destruction. i am gradually getting less selfish, less isolated and less destructive. but it is gradual and i need forgiveness when i slip into old habits.

i bite my tongue. i apologize. i trust you to stay this time.
and you do.

quietlyquietly @ 2008-06-30T13:07:00

2008-06-30T20:10:24Z

so, i am officially road-tripping across the united states in august. kayla, her best friend alex, alex's little brother bryan and i are driving from seattle, washington to gaffney, south carolina. we leave on august 10th and fly home on august 19th.

aside from that excitement, pride was lovely. the weather is incredible (80˚-90˚). work is usual. kayla is perfect. that's about all.

how is everybody?

the way it was, the way it is.

2008-06-22T09:26:26Z

everything is in its right place. and i can honestly say that i have never before been this happy.

kayla and i share a small room with a mattress on the floor, postcards on the wall and a nightstand made of our favorite books and movies. last night she kissed in between every knot on my spine and wrote "girl, you are winter nights and summer mornings" on the refrigerator using ASL magnetic poetry.

i hope you all are doing okay, at least, if not better than okay.

you guys should email me: jennifer.b.moses@gmail.com since i'm not around livejournal anymore, but i want to keep in touch with you all! and if we haven't really talked before, feel free to strike up a conversation.

love love love.

right now

2008-04-21T13:57:05Z

i need:

a bath
somebody's t-shirt to sleep in
time

quietlyquietly @ 2008-03-29T18:06:00

2008-03-30T01:42:03Z

part ii.

"please never leave me, okay?"
you mumble from the in between sleep &
consciousness place ---

you trace ghosts on my bare
back with cold fingertips

and i swear, i can feel
tectonic plates slide beneath us
& volcanoes awake from ancient slumber
when words dance on your lips
and your lips dance on my skin:
collarbone, shoulders, neck.

quietlyquietly @ 2007-05-06T18:27:00

2007-05-07T01:25:39Z

(sometimes) friends only.