Comments on: Sometimes I don’t know how much to exist

By: Ani Smith

Ani Smith — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 22:56:46 +0000

Isabelle: There are many who would become specks in a heartbeat just to be caught by you, no doubt. ;)

AUW: I am pretty sure you exist at least this much because otherwise I am making up imaginary friends again and that just doesn’t bear thinking about.

By: An Unreliable Witness

An Unreliable Witness — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 19:23:22 +0000

I don’t know how much to exist either. People tell me that I should exist that much, but I disagree and tell them it should only be this much. So then I get confused. Right now, I’m pretty sure that I don’t exist at all.

By: isabelle

isabelle — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 11:09:11 +0000

lovely, it made me want to stick out my tongue and catch the speck of you , like space dust on my tongue.

By: Ani Smith

Ani Smith — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 00:13:56 +0000

Xtx: Love is kill or be killed.

Otto: Thank yew, stranger.

Ty: Ok, Vanilla Ice. ;)

Mariana: Thanks for sharing. I don’t understand how a liar can give love, though. If they are a liar surely their love is a lie and therefore not truly given? I am thinking about this too much, huh? :)

By: mariana

mariana — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 14:32:57 +0000

Shattered dream, like broken hearts,
Takes away the joy of life.
Every love that a liar gives
Is nothing but a gate of grief.

By: ty

ty — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 12:07:31 +0000

worrddddupppppp.

By: ~otto~

~otto~ — Wed, 15 Apr 2009 01:33:13 +0000

mmmm, ani, your nice nice words

“but as a speck it’s really hard for me to dial your number”

likey

By: xtx

xtx — Tue, 14 Apr 2009 22:35:47 +0000

‘so much you could die’

yes. there are a few people walking around that don’t know i’ve killed them like this.

xoxox