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My realization of the media and our culture, and its role in the lives of women.

About the couples I've known in my life who have grown old together.

Lyrics, written when I was really drunk.

Another pity party ramble.

A poem about the intricacies of relationships

some s**t going on in my life right now. I'm pretty pissed off so I decided to write some poetry =)

I love the smell of cigarettes in this Non-smoking hotel room And the soapless bathroom But we don't really care. And it is so safe in her..

The other woman

Dickinson wrote of dying. Her moving fingers scribbled With living breath Her curiosities of death. My wondering and awe just grows That after al..

Not sure of the origin of this phrase or how politically correct it is, but that's the name of the poem so I decided to keep it...