What can I say? It’s in my SOUL.
August 31, 2006 · Print This Article
There are times in my life when mere prose cannot assuage the melancholy (a seemingly implacable foe!) that– unbidden and unwanted– slips through the armor of sass and snark and laughter and takes up residence ’round my heart. At times such as this… well, I wax poetic, y’all.
Hey. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Pair yoga and ballet
Shake booty… enlightenment
Say namaste, bitch.
*hands at heart center*
Namaste, Cat
*bow*
“The sirit in me meet the same spirit in you” Sounds kinky.
Keep up the great work, Cat!!