please come home.



now that you're gone, i've lost a piece of myself; & it's blatant like the gaps of a nine year old's smile. i love you like a mother loves her newborn, but we are star-crossed & ill-fated.

(& in our tragic parody, i am romiette & you are julio, & love is not eternal & nobody dies).

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inspiration, where art thou?

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//edit//
i have acquired an appreciation for housewives & a simultaneous distaste for the things they do. i don't have enough patience to de-vein prawns or maintain gardens. best option is for me to live in a cave in alaska. no prawns, no flowers. please & thank you.

Posted in: on Wednesday, February 20, 2008 at at 6:02 PM  

5 comments:

  1. Anonymous On February 20, 2008 at 8:17 PM Wrote

    i love ur make up in the pic!!

     
  2. Dickey On February 21, 2008 at 2:05 PM Wrote

    This thing called love hits harder then a bullet to the back of the head.

    I guess??

     
  3. Dylan Kimberlin On February 21, 2008 at 4:48 PM Wrote

    Nikki you are so beutiful

     
  4. Anonymous On February 22, 2008 at 2:11 PM Wrote
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  5. Anonymous On February 22, 2008 at 2:31 PM Wrote

    "i've lost a piece of myself; & it's blatant like the gaps of a nine year old's smile"

    The fact that you can think of similes like this (smile simile no less) shows that the people who allude to a lack of talent on your part are fried in the brain pan.

    I also love your assonance in de-vEIn and mAIntAIn (plus: appreciAtion, simultAneous, distAste, thEY, pAtience, and cAve).

     

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