This can't be it. I'm only dreaming. I've got to be dreaming.
But I can't get up. No time to talk, not this time, this is my place.
This is where I arrange

Charlene and I are considering becoming feminists and dressing like nuns in steel toe boots ready for some serious shit-kicking of the male kind.

Lately I've been feeling like I'm in a bit of a rut. All of these options floating before me and not one bit of surety about which or when or how, so I looked to my cards for some help.

FOUR ELEMENT SPREAD NORTH, EAST, SOUTH, WEST.

This is a short reflective spread, used to determine the areas to focus on within the self ( Read more... )

Right now all I want is to be caught in the middle of a tropical storm to watch the palm trees dance, hear the ocean's crash and feel the warm rain on my skin.

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There’s a light bulb dangling from string ( Read more... )

So I think I'm going to start writing a bit in this again. I think sometimes it's good to just get things out there, leak a peak and stay connected in some little way. Also, I hardly ever write anymore and I think that using LJ for writing might be the only way that I don't, one day, just stop forever.

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I have the best boyfriend ever. He sat in a chair for 5 and a half hours for me, so I could apply this makeup. Not mention the hour and a half removal process.


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