real names/ after life

after years
i saw you today, just like i used to when we saw each other everyday. you havent seen me in over 10 years and you blow me off like im nothing, not even a piece of worthless trash laying on the ground. you didnt ackowledge me, or say hi. you just kept walking like i wasnt even there, almost like i was invisible. didnt really bother me tho since you tried to push me away for soo long.so yeah it was nice to see you again after a decade. not even acknowledging the fac tthat i was standing right in fron of you. you said i was such i big part in ur life, you said i was your everything but now you just stand there,, walking around aimlessly, and talking to everyone; accept me. done even nod in the fac that im here and you see me or even a glace. so thanks. although you seem like you have a great life now without me there. glad youwere such a big part in my life and i supossidly was in yours too.are you happier now that im out of your life? is it better with me not being a burden to you anymore? or that you have to worry about me?




real names 2
my name is....Kirstie
today my name is....work-a-holic
yesterday my name was....tired
tomorrow my name will be....dazed and confused
my name once was....no body
i was once known as....girl with many problems
my childhood name was....always doing something



real names
my real names is....Kirstie
today my name is....busy bee
yesterday my name was....procrastinator
tomorrow my name will be....exhausted
secretly i my name is....addict
my name once was....that other girl
my childhood name was....squirrel

image thing

farm--
reminds me of crop circles
aliens
animals
crops
trees
easier and simpler times
no cars
got around by boat and horseback
less worryes



railroad tracks--reminds me of wanting to leave.....to go somewhere else,less dramatic,somewhere were id be wanted,somewhere id like to be,were i get along with people,were people understand who i am and what I'm about,somewhere better, prettier, friendlier,somewhere less judgemental and less worrying.

first memory

my first memory is of me....we lived in algonac.it was me my mom dad and sister.and we had this giant pine tree ing the back yard,it was about two and a half stories tall,it was taller than our appartment.we lived in this green 2 story appartment on green street.and i always climbed this tree.i loved to climb.i got it from my dad.we were both like monkeys as kids.but one day i fell out of the tree...i hit every branch on the way down.and broke 2 ribs and my arm, and sprained my ancle and wrist.but of course i didint learn.i love to climb....so i got home and climbe it again....

i remember

I Remember
I remember waking up on hollidays
I remember when my mom and dad were still together
I remember when we all lived in Algonac
I remember when we moved to marine city
I remember living in a house for 3 months with nothing at all
I remember living with my freind and her mom out in southfield for two weeks and just meeting her the day i went to live with her
I remember when my freinds Jessica Clemente and Carl Kruckenburg were still alive
I remember my grandma when she was still around
I remember when the family all lived close together
I remember that my grandma was the one who held the family close andtogether
I remember when my sister was a baby
I remember when i was an only child
I remember when it was just me and my sister
I remember finding out about my half sister
I remember gaining 2 step brothers and 3 step sisters
I remember the engagement of my momI remember the engagement of my dad
I remember meeting my freind renee for the first time
I remember remeeting renee knockeart after she moved to marine city
I remember catching back uo eith renee
I remember meeting katherine stallwood for the first time
I remember when roy kowalski and i meet for the first time
I remember when roy asked me out for the first time
I remember my and his engagement
I remember when i just had one pet
I remember when i had my horse
I remember my grandma gave me the horse before she moved to flushing MI

nouns
acaridiasis-- infestation with itch mites
junketeer-- a person who goes on junkets, esp. regularly or habitually
scamillus-- a slight bevel at an arris of a stone, as in the necking of a Greek Doric column
sassenach-- an English inhabitant of the British Isles: used, often disparagingly, by the Gaelic inhabitants
hyperconformity-- action in accord with prevailing social standards, attitudes, practices, etc
adjectivesunchafed-- to wear or abrade by rubbingunpartaking-- to take or have a part or share along with others; participatesubabsolute-- free from imperfection; complete; perfectpostmaxillary-- of or pertaining to a jaw, jawbone, or maxilla.cytoarchitectural-- not at dictionary.com---cant findverbstransitiveenraptured-- to move to rapture; delight beyond measurecauterizing-- to burn with a hot iron, electric current, fire, or a caustic, esp. for curative purposes; treat with a cauteryintransitiveattenuate-- to weaken or reduce in force, intensity, effect, quantity, or valuesuppurate--to produce or discharge pus, as a wound; maturate.sough-- to make a rushing, rustling, or murmuring sound

comment i posted

i posted a comment on reness post--
i love it. its awsome... makes sence...sounds like you and all of our freinds

full moon me poem

I am the dark royal blue,
of a midnight setting sky
And the moon,
In lighting the way of others
In need of help
I am the black panther,
Loving at one moment
And ferious the next
And a support beam
Holding people together
At the worst of times
Instead of letting them fall apart
I am the absence of sound,
Coming and going
With out a noise heard
And running water,
Never being able
To stay in a spot for long
And a firebird
Loving to go fast
I am the darkness
And you are the light

A White Rose

The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

~ John Boyle O'Reilly (1844-1890)






i love this poem for the fact that it reminds me of my fiancee.
he means the world to me and im increadibly happy to have him in my life.
i m glad he is always there for me when i need someone to be.

this reminds me of him because....
to me he is my red rose, like my falcon
i love white roses so id be like the white rose, and i love doves.