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Make-up powers by ErinamisDear Livejournal,
Mom has put on lipstick for the first time in, say, ten years. She asked me for help since she was a little bit indecisive. What colour do you think suits me better, Katie?, she asked. On the table, two different tonalities: pink salmon and red cherry. We ended up choosing the pink one, as it seemed a more natural tone. According to someone I watched on tv a few days ago, day-time make-up must be used in order to be found almost imperceptive; it should act as a coverer for all our imperfections. Hence my mothers concern on the whole lipstick issue: New Yorks air pollution had sucked the vigour out of her lips, turning them pale and empty, non-attractive. Not pretty for a future secretary; that is, if she gets the job.
Before putting on lipstick, we started looking at other imperfections. Skin: looked fine to me (she always had a peach-like skin), but mom insisted she should improve it as well. Then, the eyes followed; hers are hazel so she put
Her face by Iscariot-PriestIts the small changes you never notice. Sunday papers shrinking font size, Bovril made with yeast extract, your girls new highlights. The petty changes.
After 5 years looking at her from the corner of my eye, youd think I would notice the change.
It was on an indistinct Monday morning that I paused long enough to notice. Must have stopped to get a cig, or answer a call. Like I said, it was an indistinct Monday. Suddenly, her face was different. Different is not quite the word more like gone. Her face was gone. In her stead was a 20-something indistinct blonde.
Would you like something, sir?
One of the store staff had come to shoo-away the crazed looking man (I imagine I looked crazed).
1937-2008 by Elixir1881937-His eyes lingered on a chubby, smooth face that was clearly starring at him. Filled with great curiosity, he cautiously approached this petite stranger. As he went closer so did the stranger. They stared into each others eyes. Funny, he had the same eye color as him, which was hazel, with a tinge of red.
The stranger had smooth, rosy cheeks. His face was quite plump. It made you wanted to pull his cheeks and shake it. His eyes. They were big as light bulbs. Blackish fluffs were on top of his head. He smiled at this foreigner, and the foreigner smiled back at him. Showing plain, pinkish gums with no sign of teeth, just yet. This strange person was eerily the same height as him. He raised his little, chubby hand, and touched the reflection. He giggled at the sight of himself. He waved, so did his reflection. He then had enough, to which leads his lips to tremble, screwing up his face and let a loud wail.
After all, he was just a baby.
1944-A dry crackled, brownish mud li
The Face We HoldHer face stands beautiful and strong. Her radiant skin rises and falls in elegant curves natural and free, exquisite and real. This genuine beauty seems hard to find save those that remain true the way God intended them to be.
Yet through her beauty, you see her pain. Her wounds show the reality of a never-ending, unwanted abuse. You see the truth and look again, closer this time examining every inch of her surface. Scars cover her once beautiful skin. The dents and bumps supply evidence of a painful past.
You notice the spots hard to catch, but evident. The new material used to fix this surface is cheap and falsely imitates what was once perfect.
The earth continues to take the abuse pushed on her, silent and still save the days nature helps her to take revenge with its deadly forces; hurricanes and floods; tornadoes and earthquakes.
I am You by whoopsydaisiesI am you
You are me
Let me be
Set me free
I am you
You with stain
Feel my pain
See no gain
I am you
You are joy
Not a toy
Nor a ploy
I am you
You with soul
Past the wall
Let me fall
I am you
You are love
Love is you
I am Love.
This Face by Queen-of-MarigoldHow can I describe him, the one who is short-lived and yet eternal, he who is reborn each year?
I might begin at the face, for it is here that emotion lives and the soul may be read. In the deep, wise eyes that have seen the birth and growth of the world. In the skin lined by both smiles and tears. In the mouth, quick to curl in a smile and laughter, quick to tighten in anger.
In those eyes we drown. In those eyes, we are the mouse in the cat's jaws. We are a toy boat in rapids, a storm-tossed gull. We are small and beautiful, children watched carefully as they play and war.
In that skin we can see the passage of the years - the watermark of flood, the crevasse of drought, the desolace and regrowth of fire. We see sun-brown, rain-cleansed flesh the very image of our own. In this skin we may see our own mortality, in the lines that gather with age only to smooth, at last, in the final slumber.
In this mouth, the words of creation were formed, and from it shall the judgement fires pour.
faces have no emotions-femketjSome faces have no emotions
You stare, and never tend to stop
The heart is aching, your eyes are dead
Nothing expresses anything at all
Are you even alive?
Cry to me, hate me, scream
But you dont, you cant
Can you love me
Even though your soul is lifeless
And your face has no emotions?
A Shadowed Soldier-Jaded-JinxxA Shadowed Soldier;
Friday, Feburary, 22nd, 2008, 6:28 AM.
I could barely see your face
Past the shadowed casted clouds
Your lips are all I could make out
With hands so rough
You stood inches away
Not even able to show yourself
I could tell by the detail
Of your hands
That you've been through
Hell and back
But you're still moving forward
You're a father, you're a son, you're a man
But you are scared,
Just like everyone else
It's as if you were so afraid
I would catch a good glimpse
Of your hidden eyes
And see into your soul
From what I could make out
Your lips have parted many times
But have not yet spoken
Any drop of the truth
Your hair covered
Most of your appearance
Like a blanket
That so happens
To be your safety net
The scars on your cheek
Have told me many things
They have told me that
You're a warrior, a soldier, a hero
They're telling me
That you need to let go
Of the ties that bend
And break you
The rope is getting thin,
I will bring you back to life
"Why are you so sca
Le Visage by SkysongMA I was born today. It was different for everyone. Some screamed with travail; for others, I slipped into the world quietly and sweetly. But all of them looked me in the eye and recognized my coming. Many of them smiled; many of them sobbed. None were truly indifferent.
I looked different to everyone who looked upon me. I am the face of your lover, imprinted on your heart where I can never be forgotten. I am the face of your dearest friend, smiling and wishing you all the best. I am the face of your worst enemy, telling you that I am the end of everything you know. I am young, I am old, I am become death. My face is change.
Someday I will become someone that everyone accepts. Events will shape perceptions, and perceptions will lead to conclusions. I will be told what I am to the world: how I have affected the economy, politics, the world I live in, and people will decide if they love me or hate me.
But for now, I am whatev
C: jeje "sonríe"
R: y dimen,les gustan los juegos para computadoras??
C: claro que si! aunque me gustan mucho los árcades....
R: jeke a Noe le gustan?
C: ah mas o menos....por que preguntas de Noe?
R: p-pos solo pregunto! quiero saber un poco mas de ustedes dos para conocerlas!
C: ah okey! "cara algo enojada" linda noche no?
R: porque pusiste esa carita?
C: a por nada.....
R: todo tiene una explicación,que pashúú?
C: nada! solo es que ahsh!....
R: cuéntame niña!
C: bueno pero prométeme que seguiremos siendo amigos si te lo digo!
R: claro! seguiremos siendo muy buenos amigos!
C: okey! pues ah.........pues es que creo....
C: que me gustas "nerviosa"
C: s...si "ruborizada"
R: genial! bueno t-tu tambien me gustas un poquito! "sonríe"
C: no estas bromeando!? "sonríe levemente"
Butterfly LoveThis is my memory of us.
I meet you.
The butterfly takes shape within the first clasp of our hands,
Molded unknowingly by our fingers,
Its early wings unwittingly cut out of our first startled glance.
Its body builds itself alive in our awareness of each other.
It wants to fly in fearful recognition
It briefly stutters into existence,
While we awkwardly talk at each other
And we make accidental and fleeting connections,
That we sever almost immediately.
It stills and waits when we look away
And it flares in a brief, passing touch.
Its wings unfurl unbearably in my chest
Struggling to burst out.
I cannot breathe because I can't stop smiling.
My hands are trembling
And so am I.
I feel we don't have together at the same time,
Even if we have each other in the same place.
We birth and destroy imaginary, separate swarms,
Flinging them outward and upward,
Their confused bodies with incomplete wings
Shredding into each other senselessly,
Conociendonos....:cap 9amegos! ojala les gute!
R: muchas gracias!,y dime,tu y Noe desde cuando se conocieron??
C: pues bueno desde que teníamos 13 y 14 años! y tu y Mordecai?
R: wow! tanto tiempo! yo desde que éramos niños!
C: jaja eso es mas tiempo que lo mio,ah me canse de caminar!,no quieres sentarte junto a algún árbol?
R: claro! mientras sigue contándome sobre ustedes dos!
C: oko! "se sentó junto a un árbol" bueno que mas quieres saber?
R: cuentame algo de Noe y luego me cuentas cosas de ti!
C: bueno ambas somos muy perversas.....una vez jugamos tanto videojuegos que no dormimos por 2 días jaja además casi siempre nos gusta comer pizza!,a veces ella actúa tan responsable que le digo,quien eres mi mama? jaja pero bueno ella es asi "rie"
R: jejejejeje,son tan cool! pues ella debe ser muy cool
C: jaja si!,bueno para mi es un tanto cool....yo lo soy mas!
R: no te pelees! las dos son muy cool al 100%,así que algo re
N: ay esta bien "cara de decepción"
N: y...que me cuentas?
M: pos que creo que Rigby no fue por cualquier cosa con Cami "sigue jugando"
N: de que hablas?? "confundida"
M: "pone pausa" a no seas tonta no me digas que no te diste cuenta?
N: darme cuenta de que? de que Rigby gusta de Cami?
M: ah pos no solo eso por que hacían,las miradas,todo la verdad creo que ambos se gustan...
N: seee...de segurito que si...aunque le tengo un poquito de envidia a Cami..."nerviosa"
M: y por que? "¬w¬"
N: porque...ugh!...ella ya casi tendrá novio...y yo no tengo! "triste"
M: y eso que no importa...yo no tengo novia y soy feliz
N: y tu eres feliz?! yo no..."emo"
M: entonces consíguete un novio "sigue jugando"
N: esta bien..."cara de decepción"
M: okey esto es solo para que no estés triste no pienses que es otra cosa...."la besa apasionadamente"
N: y eso por que??
M: para que dejes de quejarte! "¬_¬"
N: pos si no me es
Conociendonos....:cap 11Para ustedesssss!!!!
R: claro que no! pero seguiré siendo tu amigo ..
C: ah esta bien...."decepción"
R: que pashu?? tu dijiste eso..
C: pus por que pensé que no te gustaba....
R: pero si me gustas! "sonríe"
C: entonces?....."se frota la nuca"
R: entonces que? "confundido"
C: que somos?..."colorada"
R: no se!
C: pues amm........tu que dices?
R: no tengo ni la menor idea!
R: Claro! "sonrisa enorme"
C: jeje volvemos? Rigbycito "colorada"
R: claro! hay que ver que estan haciendo estos dos...
C: claro! esos perversos....."lo toma de la mano"
R: porque perversos?!
C: ya sabes...
R: piensas que estan teniendo lemon!?
C: no no claro que no!
se van caminando hasta que llegan a la casa a ver si ya llegaron las pizzas.....
Conociendonos....:cap 7y sigue por acullá!
M: pues veremos mapache!
R: esta bien! "sonríe"
M: hagamos un trato,el que pierde juega al Slender! "rie"
N: amo ese juego!!!
C: no quisiera perder "cara de terror"
R: yo tampoco "misma cara que Cami"
N: oh vamos! no da miedo! es divertido!!
M: ya la oyeron!
C: yo trate de jugarlo pero después....no pude dormir
C: s-si "ruborizada"
N: y no me lo dijiste?! "preocupada"
C: pues no....me da vergüenza
R: no tengas vergüenza yo le tengo miedo a algunas películas de terror
N: oh vamos! soy tu mejor amiga Cami! me puedes decir lo que sea!! A mi ni siquiera me asusta!
C: pos a mi si,pero si quieren juéguenlo me ire a otro lado....
N: oh vamos! solo piensa en algo bonito! yo siempre lo hago!! "le sonríe"
C: no puedo pensar en nada solo en el miedo que eso me provoca!
N: oye Cami no pasa naada! al principio decia que era un juego horrible,pero me equivoque! ese juego solo te pone los pelos te punta y te pone e
Conociendonos....:cap 6Bueno chavales! aca esta el siguiente! digo para mis lectores son poquitos pero no importa....A SEGUIR ESCRBIENDO!
en un momento Rigby apretó uno de los botones del controlador de Cami haciendo que ganara
C: aja si! WOOHOOO!!!
N: pero que rayos?! eso no se vale!
C: jaja si vale! no hay reglas!
R: hmmm hmm hmmm
N: HMM HMM! veremos si Mordo le gana a Rigby! OOOOOHHHHH!!
R: aja de seguro ganare! "sonrisa malévola"
C: caro que ganaras Rigbone!
N: hmm hmm!
C: "susurra" cualquier cosa siempre puedo avisar
R: hmm hmm gracias Cami
C: de nada "sonrojada"
N: vamos Mordi! destruyelo! "sonríe"
M: jeje "ruborizado"
R: WTF!? Mordy? *pervy face*
C: que raro sonó no Rigbone?
R: jaja si!
Rigby sigue jugando......luego de varios intentos fallidos ya casi estaba por ganarle a Mordecai
M: Rigby,estubiste practicando o que?!
Mordecai empezaba a ganarle
R: te dije que si! *sigue jugando*
BlissI love seeing a smile cross your lips and reach your eyes
Making them shimmer.
I love the way you smell....
That soft hint of your body mixed with laundry soap.
Your taste is phenominal,
Almost like a drug to me.
Your voice makes me wet...
Your touch makes me weak
In the knees.
At your feet or in your lap
Is where I belong....
I long to follow.
I yearn to fill...
Facing the Desert...Facing the Desert
Her hair was a dust devil,
matching her eyes when
Arizona. I saw the dust once before,
the wind sending it in circles
to chase its tail like a dog
across the I-10. Coming home
I want to spit on the yellow grass
until she comes back.
(The smell of rain is a cousins wedding
that I go to yearly only to remember
they still exist.)
The rain died
her hair darker,
as the dust grew red.
The streetlights blur
and I trace her cheekbone along the light poles
as the rain gets heavier.
The water hide
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