October 11, 2003
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Looking for the pretty words that float from the sky like powdered sugar love bites. Floating, swimming, dancing. Little drops of glistening love twinkling on my skin. It won't be long now, beauty is soon to be fashionable again. Long gowns that swirl around my ankles as I dance in the twinkly shower of sugar love.
Bite me, nibble me, suck me dry. I'll never die.
Sugar rots your teeth and ensures candida can run wild in your veins. I'll imagine it not so and dance in lollipop syrup. So sweet, sticky.
Love goo.
I made decisions. I implemented my decisions. Everything has worked out better than planned. Soon, I will be living the dream I call my own. 20 years of planning, thinking, reworking, stressing. Now it's time to LIVE THE LOVE I helped create.
Circle of support..... not quite, but I'll let them eat crow.
*munch munch*
P.S. I've decided to get a new tattoo......not today but soon. I must create it first. What will it BE? Lefty the Lizard of course! I miss Lefty!
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Candida in your veins. Now that is scary. I read STIFF, and I learned that the same good bacteria that helps us digest out food is the same bacteria that eats us when we die. I have had candida in the mouth, or yeast, from antibiotics. Yuk.
I can't help but think of Tony ORLANDO and Dawn when I hear that.
Oh, oh, Candida, we can make it togetha' the further from down the betta' where the air is fresh and clean..
...or something.
Can't wait to see the tattoo...
Give the gift of goo and the world will stick with you.
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