You
catapult me
constantly
out of my chair
with your words
and your tomfoolery
your endless teasing
your deep comments
your support of my interests
of dark things and secret wants
SOB with me
Your Sympathies:
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Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor
Imagine if I weren't medicated….
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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January 7, 2009 at 11:23 am
PoeticGrin
Wow – whoever this one is about must be a god among men!
Really, it was only a matter of time before we created a quirky, not-so-subtle public record of our relationship.
I apologize for the above-mentioned cataputling incident, moreso to the man behind you who was trying to watch the movie than to you, of course, but it is an apology regardless.
January 7, 2009 at 12:08 pm
medicatedlady
The good news is that I’m so short that my head still didn’t get in his line of vision when I was sprung forth from my chair. I would think the poor guy had great issues with my whispering.