2001-11-12 ± 11:02 p.m.
shakira could kick britney's ass.

vulnerabilty.

I may have finally placed my pinky on the pulse of my problems (too much aliteration for ya? suck it up.) I want so much to be vulnerable...moreover; to feel enough at ease to disrobe into vulnerability. there have been precious few moments when I've felt my soul buck-nekked in front of another. almost more prized than these instances have been the encounters, which placed the core of one I longed to have a glimpse at in plain view.

regardless of how I surpress the surrounding circumstances...the night denis cried in my arms will forever exist, for me, as a highlight in our relationship.

I don't feel so much that he is yearning for me to bare much more than my body and my intellect...keep those emotions zipped up in a snowsuit kelly dear.

not because he doesn't care to know...but because he recognizes that it's a game of "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours." and that ranks right up there with russian roulette and anal fire swallowing on his list of favorite rainy day games.

what's love got to do with it? - 2004-09-29
noquierosoyabogada - 2004-09-21
I do not aspire to be cast in a lawyer joke - 2004-02-10
update - 2003-11-04
girl...you'll be a woman...soon. - 2003-08-12