Blood is thicker...

than Margaritas...

& there's so much time for us to

go back.

Love/

me.

Sleeping to dream (about it tomorrow)

& then suddenly
sleep

is all you wish for, my dear.

God night, dream

well...

(I will.)

/

me.

Join the circus...

(let's see just how far it might take us.)

Heart /

me.

[I know I'm just] Too Much

This goddamn winter just never ends, does it. The minute you think you're over the hill, it starts snowing. Again. & don't even get me started on the light &/or lack there of.







But outside my window the roofs are standing steady, & thank god for that.

Tried being soviet today. Tried being busy, tried being on my way. It works. It really works. Unfortunately not for me.

I'm such a 'head-over-heels-lucky-I-can-take-the fall' sometimes. Or at least I hope I can. I'm not sure of much these days. & I guess there's a lot of learning-trying-growing-crying involved. I just wish there was a way to grow that didn't goddamn hurt. But there is not.

And that goes for every living thing, so I'm just not gonna complain about it. I mean, we grow an inch here & there; think about the birds - they have to grow wings.

Then they do get a great bit further than we, though. Yeah. It will all make perfect sense someday. I really think it will.

& until then, I will be waiting for the spring - singing.

Sleep well, try to

understand.

Heart /

D.

'(I'm not an) Amason...

...& I'm not a tinkerbell, I'm

just a silly girl &

I did not mean to yell. '

http://www.myspace.com/dorothytunes

Check it out!

Not an amason indeed... But where's the harm in dreaming?

That's one dirty bathroom mirror.

Peace, love &

sick of yelling/

Me.

& sleep will not come...

... because sleep does not will it.