Skye's Desk

Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees

skyelovelyateaston — Thu, 05 Jul 2012 21:36:59 -0400

Sue Monk Kidd, The Secret Life of Bees

Whatever Lola wants, Lola gets.

skyelovelyateaston — Fri, 15 Jun 2012 07:33:02 -0400

And little man, Lola wants you.

She’s a good girl, loves her mama, Loves Jesus, and America too. She’s a good girl,...

skyelovelyateaston — Tue, 12 Jun 2012 22:33:15 -0400

She’s a good girl, loves her mama,

Loves Jesus, and America too.

She’s a good girl, crazy ‘bout Elvis,

Loves horses, and her boyfriend too.

~~She’s everything I’m not, but yet, I’m free falling.~~

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill of things unknown but longed for still and his tune is...

skyelovelyateaston — Tue, 12 Jun 2012 08:15:12 -0400

The caged bird sings with a fearful trill
of things unknown but longed for still
and his tune is heard on the distant hill
for the caged bird sings of freedom.

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skyelovelyateaston — Mon, 11 Jun 2012 18:17:20 -0400

I am the girl who lived on nothing but lemonade.

skyelovelyateaston — Sun, 10 Jun 2012 10:55:47 -0400

The world is full of kings and queens, who’ll blind your eyes and steal your dreams.

skyelovelyateaston — Fri, 08 Jun 2012 22:17:18 -0400

The world is full of kings and queens,

who’ll blind your eyes

and steal your dreams.

You’re finished Skye Lovely. You can’t be free...

skyelovelyateaston — Wed, 06 Jun 2012 21:33:21 -0400

You’re finished Skye Lovely. You can’t be free anymore.

White lips.

skyelovelyateaston — Mon, 04 Jun 2012 17:30:04 -0400

Pale face.

Breathing in the snowflakes.

Burnt lungs,

Sour taste.

Light’s gone,

Day’s end.

Roommates isn't going to happen.

skyelovelyateaston — Sun, 03 Jun 2012 19:45:52 -0400

At least, not delicately and with class.

I predict fighting.

When you're holding a hammer,

skyelovelyateaston — Mon, 28 May 2012 07:57:09 -0400

Everything looks like a nail.

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skyelovelyateaston — Sat, 26 May 2012 14:21:06 -0400

I'm coming home.

skyelovelyateaston — Fri, 25 May 2012 23:34:49 -0400

I could hurt someone like me,Out of spite or jealousy.I don’t steal and I don’t lie,But I can feel...

skyelovelyateaston — Mon, 21 May 2012 10:10:11 -0400

I could hurt someone like me,
Out of spite or jealousy.
I don’t steal and I don’t lie,
But I can feel and I can cry.
A fact I’ll bet you never knew.
But to cry in front of you,
That’s the worst thing I could do.

Usurp.

skyelovelyateaston — Sat, 19 May 2012 13:53:49 -0400

There’s a position that’s rightfully mine.

We all carry these things inside That no one else can see They hold us down like anchors They drown...

skyelovelyateaston — Fri, 18 May 2012 16:07:56 -0400

We all carry these things inside

That no one else can see

They hold us down like anchors

They drown us at the sea.

Louis De Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin

skyelovelyateaston — Sun, 26 Feb 2012 14:50:21 -0500

Louis De Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin

Frost is melting.

skyelovelyateaston — Sat, 25 Feb 2012 09:34:44 -0500

Lions have taken over, and now there’s a love sized hole, right above my heart.

People always leave.

skyelovelyateaston — Sat, 25 Feb 2012 09:20:36 -0500

They come, they go, they leave pain in their wake.

Do people intend on hurting others?

Do they wake up in the morning, the first thought swarming in their mind that they’re going to ruin something fragile, something perfect?

Do they realize, that even if they’re hurting, that hurting themselves isn’t just going to affect them, but the repercussions will destroy everyone around them?

Do they not think, that even if they feel completely alone in the world, that someone out there loves them?

People always leave.

And when they do, all they leave behind is pain.

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skyelovelyateaston — Wed, 22 Feb 2012 23:03:53 -0500