Edwige mondesir "The kitchen story" They call me Edwige because I was born in the kitchen my last name is Mondesir, Mondesir means my choice, so it was my choice to be born in the kitchen cause it was first come first surve. The kitchen was my favorite place to be. a...

I know i hurt you baby and im sorry*BR* But im back now so dont you worry*BR* Darling what can i say*BR* I couldnt keep myself away*BR* I think its time that we got back together*BR* Coz we always beolng forever*BR* Darling we've got to try*BR* Aint no good havin a fight*BR* Time will answer...

There are So many ups and downs, highs and lows, goods and bads. Achievements, Disappointments. all of these I've seen. All these I've had. None other like the one that reached out and slapped me that night. As I walked myself half-asleep up the stairs. I threw on the light and pulled a...

I can remember my first time to ride a bull All of the thoughts in my head were nice and full The sight of the beast below me was scary He was big and black, and really hairy As I sat on his back to tie on my rope I was praying to god, and probably even the pope As I nodded my head to open ...

little people all with characters of their own some frightened some prepared some don't care some give in but all victims of the world attacking them the world surrounding them cornered, scared no matter how prepared told being prepared worked it doesn't have no idea what's go...

Importance... When we talk about importance in life, there are so many things that we can count on, but there is always one thing that's important to everyone. For me, the self-portrait of my self is most important. I made this portrait in my art class about 2 years a go. The portrait i...

Taken for a Ride When I think back I remember I would fallow my brother everywhere. One day my brother and his friends were going biking, I wanted to come along badly. Finally he let me come along. I was so excited. They were all expert bikers I had a hard time keeping up we were biking over h...

The Devil's Prey In the dark corner of time, I slowly lose all of my mind. All the pressures of the earth, rebegin at every birth. Redefining all of our thoughts, broken down by gun-like shots. Another blow to my head, one more time I'll surely be dead. Where do you go to ...

Shadows Black is white and white is black in the me you will never know. Words are mysteries you define. Years mask mistakes like mounds of snow. Up is down and down is up again in my clever game of charades. And with you I can forget ...