Sunday, September 15, 2013

Notes from my 11th trip






              Now it is about avoiding those who force me to draw my sword.








I think what makes me angry is no longer the prospect of them disrespecting me, 
but disrespecting you.










I would give my life for you.










I never had a doubt about you; it was always more about erasing the doubts in others.










                                                  A lot of people who say they care only care for their egos.









I get it now. Law school is the training ground for my mind.










I wouldn't call it suicidal as much as I would call it a growing disregard to the seriousness of life.










           How much is your word worth to you?











Be leery of the fireflies, because I can see the spiderwebs.











What happened Marcella, is that you are not willing to give your life to save me. She is.











I think this path we are creating together is beautiful, Flora.









My glasses were found in the same place as where people's shit-stained toilet paper goes. 
That is the essence of life.











Sometimes I am afraid you will follow the strands of your locks and turn into that wild stallion that you are, and run off...without me.








She is more powerful than I.









I understand the purpose of this night. It was my fight, all my training was for this. I came out strong but still losing. But I am better than when you first met me. I have been training to hold you as long as you let me. 









                Every moment counts. That is why writers matter.










I was fighting for my right to be a wolf.










It is funny how much gets lost in the disguise of yawns.










Without even knowing it, I changed into a different person, Desireé. That man who you might be searching for, he is no longer here, at least, not in this body.










I might have to trick her into marrying me.










Are you in this friendship Marcella, til the end?










                              You are my path, Flora.









Am I ready to accept her as a complete person?









I may have lost, but I lost w/ honor. Nobody here will forget the fight that took place. 









A fighter's final rally is their last burst of genius. But one must still remember genius is still far from the gods.










I have faith + love in my right palm. 
All I need to do is hold on tight, and remember to believe.









We are fighting for our right to not be poisoned.









If you are afraid of bothering me, good. I am doing my job. Nobody should be Bothered.










            Not putting all your eggs in one basket; that can be considered smart or cowardly.







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