Alyssa
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“She knows her life is on the line but, believe it
or not, she's never been so excited!
Her husband's a serial killer, and her bodice is wet
with tears, but there's a chance her brothers
will show up like winning lottery numbers.
Which does she want more - her hair wound
in the maniac's hands and her white white throat bared,
or the sound of boots on marble stairs?”
― Lies, Knives, and Girls in Red Dresses
or not, she's never been so excited!
Her husband's a serial killer, and her bodice is wet
with tears, but there's a chance her brothers
will show up like winning lottery numbers.
Which does she want more - her hair wound
in the maniac's hands and her white white throat bared,
or the sound of boots on marble stairs?”
― Lies, Knives, and Girls in Red Dresses

“She's selling CDs on the corner,
fifty cents to any stoner,
any homeboy with a boner.
Sleet and worse - the weather's awful.
Will she live? It's very doubtful.
Life out here is never healthful.
She puts a CD in her Sony.
It's the about the pony
and a pie with pepperoni
and a mom with warm, clean hands
who doesn't bring home guys from bands
or make some sickening demands.
The cold wind bites like icy snakes.
She tries to move but merely shakes.
Some thief leans down and simply takes.
Her next CD's called Land Of Food.
No one there can be tattooed
or mumble things that might be crude
and everything to eat is free,
there's always a big Christmas tree
and crystal bowls of potpourri.
She's weak but still she play one more:
She's on a beach with friends galore.
They scamper down the sandy shore
to watch the towering waves cascade
and marvel at the cute mermaids
who call to her and serenade.
She can't resist. the water's fine.
The rocks are like a kind of shrine.
The foam goes down like scarlet wine.
One cop stands up and says, "She's gone."
The other shakes his head and yawns.
It's barely 10:00, and life goes on.”
― Lies, Knives, and Girls in Red Dresses
fifty cents to any stoner,
any homeboy with a boner.
Sleet and worse - the weather's awful.
Will she live? It's very doubtful.
Life out here is never healthful.
She puts a CD in her Sony.
It's the about the pony
and a pie with pepperoni
and a mom with warm, clean hands
who doesn't bring home guys from bands
or make some sickening demands.
The cold wind bites like icy snakes.
She tries to move but merely shakes.
Some thief leans down and simply takes.
Her next CD's called Land Of Food.
No one there can be tattooed
or mumble things that might be crude
and everything to eat is free,
there's always a big Christmas tree
and crystal bowls of potpourri.
She's weak but still she play one more:
She's on a beach with friends galore.
They scamper down the sandy shore
to watch the towering waves cascade
and marvel at the cute mermaids
who call to her and serenade.
She can't resist. the water's fine.
The rocks are like a kind of shrine.
The foam goes down like scarlet wine.
One cop stands up and says, "She's gone."
The other shakes his head and yawns.
It's barely 10:00, and life goes on.”
― Lies, Knives, and Girls in Red Dresses

“Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice."
[Stanford University commencement speech, 2005]”
―
[Stanford University commencement speech, 2005]”
―

“The ultimate barrier against love is the barrier of the constructed self.”
― The Love Mindset: An Unconventional Guide to Healing and Happiness
― The Love Mindset: An Unconventional Guide to Healing and Happiness

“With his iPod all the way up, nothing in this
world can touch him. Just over his pulse
is a fresh tattoo- a dotted line and the words
-----Cut Here-----
Grief is a street he skates down. "Hey,
donkey's ass!" He bides his time, sanding
away his fingerprints, wondering how he
could get his assailants in one room.”
― Lies, Knives, and Girls in Red Dresses
world can touch him. Just over his pulse
is a fresh tattoo- a dotted line and the words
-----Cut Here-----
Grief is a street he skates down. "Hey,
donkey's ass!" He bides his time, sanding
away his fingerprints, wondering how he
could get his assailants in one room.”
― Lies, Knives, and Girls in Red Dresses
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