Wednesday, January 28, 2009

I know you mean well...

I'm reading through an old notebook that I kept in 1996.  I just hit some scribbles that I thought I'd share.  Have you ever felt this way?

the love you're giving to me
is the wrong blood type.
i know you mean well,
but it's killing me.
Posted by at
Labels:

6 comments:

  1. Kendra OwsleyJanuary 29, 2009 at 4:14 PM

    You wrote that!?!! It's so poetic, I love it!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Darryl PierceJanuary 29, 2009 at 5:57 PM

    It's rather goth. You didn't do the black nail polish did you?

    ReplyDelete
  3. Meg DunnJanuary 30, 2009 at 12:30 PM

    :-P can you imagine me wearing black nail polish? scratch that. can you imagine me wearing nail polish at all? ever? when it comes to fashion sense there's hot mama shelly on one end of the spectrum and me at the other.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Madame Petit Gateau .January 30, 2009 at 1:40 PM

    not without black lipstick ;)

    ReplyDelete
  5. Kayla B.March 29, 2009 at 9:45 AM

    Wow...love that. Short, sweet and very profound.

    PS: Love your blog page and name.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Meirav BeraleNovember 18, 2010 at 6:17 AM

    wow. love the poem. yes!

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)