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The Mystery Prison
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Sex: F
Location:
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he was all.
Forgotten
Wednesday, August 03, 2005

          sometimes clicking latest notes can be
                                                                                  decieving.
                  its been four days...
                       and i had forgotten
                            what i had written.
                               stillness or no,
                        you are calming.
                            I was okay..
                                  all okay..
                                   on the way home
                                             I heard her speak
                                   with her mouth shut.
                               ventriloqist dummy.
                                   my head was heavier than lead..

  • Main Entry: ven·tril·o·quism
    Pronunciation: ven-'tri-l&-"kwi-z&m
    Function: noun
    Etymology: Late Latin ventriloquus ventriloquist, from Latin ventr-, venter + loqui to speak; from the belief that the voice is produced from the ventriloquist's stomach
    : the production of the voice in such a way that the sound seems to come from a source other than the vocal organs of the speaker

                                                                         Maybe she can do that.                                                                     
                                                                            maybe she was just putting
                                                                   thoughts into my head.
                                                              at the top,
                                                                I heard a party.
                                                          day into night.
                                                                  he could have frozen to death.
                                                                                All miss matched.
I will have contact with my father
          for the first time in years.
                thinking about him worked.



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i can't do anything like that. [THis is just me] 8/2/2005 10:00:17 PM
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