my bills

i met bill when i was fourteen. everyone warned me about the evil, conniving, two-faced, back-stabbing person. i laughed and understood and saw all the goodness, charm, intelligence, and sometimes even kindness. i wasn't deceived though, and saw also all the evil, conniving, two-faced back-stabbing traits, but it was never done unto me. Until the day it was.

i met bill 2 and fell madly, hopelessly, pubescently, in lust/love who really knows now, until again the thing that could be done but never to me was again done and betrayed.

i married bill 3, and left bill 3 after 12 years.

so after killing my bills, was flogged, died, buried, and on the third day, rose again, i now the battered and cynical but more matured me has somewhat emerged. i am now dating feens...uh...i mean just one:) who's wisdom sometimes exceeds mine...well just a few times...because i'm brilliant...really i am! honest...it takes a genius to detect anyways...

by the way, original bill was not male.



she was a lesson in friendship not 'pantship'.


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another old time fav...lyrics from Sting:

"Fragile"

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
How fragile we are how fragile we are