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Tried to give you Summer,
But I'm Winter.
Wish I could make you Spring,
But I Fall so hard.

It is I, Tammi.


lucidblur
Age. 39
Gender. Female
Ethnicity. Black
Location Petersburg, VA
School.
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What needs to be done?
- Finish painting
- File FAFSA
- Wash clothes
- Gather yardsale items
- Hang out with Levy
- Relax hair
- Unpack
- Buy Jimmy Eat World album
- Request credit report
- Close FSNB account
- Register for classes
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In my fantasy I'm a pantomime
I'll just move my hands and everyone sees what I mean
Words are too messy
And it's way past time
To end in my mouth

Paint my face white and tried
Reinvent the sea
One wave at a time
Speak without my voice and see the world by candlelight

I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
We say more by saying nothing at all

In my fantasy no such thing as time
Minutes bleed into days
Avant garde
Show me your heresies
And I'll show you mine
We only speak in pantomimes on this carpet ride

I ain't afraid to let it out
I'm not afraid to take that fall
But I have found beyond all doubt
We say more by saying nothing at all

In my fantasy you look good entwined
In my hair and skin and spit and sweat and spilled red wine
You're my deep secret
I'm your pantomime
I'll just move my hands
I promise you'll see what I mean


Incubus : Pantomime
Shows!
Jimmie's Chicken Shack
Virginia Beach, VA
August 2001

Hoobastank, Incubus
Norfolk, VA
September 2001

Phantom Planet, Incubus
Richmond, VA
June 2002

30 Seconds to Mars, Incubus
Virginia Beach, VA
September 2002

Jepetto, Jimmie's Chicken Shack
Richmond, VA
March 2003

Lollapalooza: The Distillers, The Donnas, Queens of the Stone Age, Jurassic 5, Incubus, Audioslave, Jane's Addiction
Bristow, VA
August 2003

Mest, Goldfinger, Good Charlotte
Richmond, VA
October 2003

Alien Ant Farm, 311
Richmond, VA
November 2003

Y101 Birthday Bash: Steriogram, Marcy Playground, HIM, Puddle of Mudd
Richmond, VA
May 2004

Spooky Daly Pride, Jimmie's Chicken Shack
Richmond, VA
June 2004

Ben Kweiler, Incubus
Richmond, VA
October 2004

Copper, Jimmie's Chicken Shack
Richmond, VA
January 2005

Jimmie's Chicken Shack
Virginia Beach, VA
August 2005

Switchfoot
Norfolk, VA
November 2005
I'm a Ghost.
Monday. 8.22.05 9:20 pm
The saying "Never frown because you never know who is falling in love with your smile" has never meant so little and has never seemed like such ludicrous in my life. I like to think I'm optimistic and I even admit to sometimes even being delusional because of it for periods of time.

My smile? I used to think it said a lot. I have a smile for every event - simple and awkward - and every feeling. There is happy, disappointed, accomplished, failure, anxious, thoughtful, grateful, embarrassed, doubtful, and the list goes on. I wonder if arrogance is what makes me believe that these smiles are so easily distinguished from each other.

Maybe not. I feel like I can read someone just by observing them for a few moments, even without a personal interaction. I wonder if anyone attempts this with me. I know for sure that my life story is burried way below the surface, but I wonder what the majority of people's first impression is of me. It's all in the eye of the beholder, but I also have to wonder if just my aura is even strong enough to make it beyond the eye and into the mind of perception.

My stability was sufficient before my teen years. I don't believe I had a clue about who I was, but I feel as if I may have tried so hard to understand the way I work and operate that I'm not much more than a reprogrammable robot. I know that I can't go back to how I was before in the way I'd like because I'm too afraid that I may again become a mold of my surroundings. That is on top of the natural process of growing up and opening doors that you can't close that make this merely impossible.

Unlearning. Sounds great, but is hard as a bitch to do.

So what to do? My best guess is to just stop giving a fuck. Gee, if it were only that simple. Sometimes I feel like someone's test or lab rat in a maze and my anxiety has eaten my personality. I feel like I lie to people, but I know I'm not. I feel sure that people lie to me, too. Oh, deception.


Falling in love with my smile, huh? Crock of shit. Knowing that my disappearance wouldn't change anyone's fate+ or destiny+ is more than a piss on my self-esteem. I like to think that I make a difference. I'm at the point where I wouldn't care much whether it was negatively or positively. I just want to know that I matter.

* I still have issues with these words.
1 Comments.


You have such an interesting attitude. Its very refreshing.
» juiCyy on 2005-08-23 04:23:19

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