stick in the mud.

i want blood, i want sex.
poetrees.
and the fucking give & take.
that incredible force of passion from the beginning.
please consume me.
please handle with care.
please love?
(or at least pretend?)

the saddest part of a broken heart
isn't the ending so much as the start.
(l. feist)

i concur i concur.

pie & edith piaff.

uh-huh, her.

every day is exactly the same.

i let the red paint me awake in the a.m.
i let the red paint me hot in the p.m.

and once a month, i let the red paint me dirty.
or clean.
that is, if you follow science vs religion.

home = yakuza bike gang headquarters.
swords on our mufuckin backs.
fo'ty luvahs.

end transmission.

damn.
i used to be a good writer.

don't you forget about me.

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so i was on vacation last week, and matthew and i went down to asheville, north carolina to visit my beautiful friend cat ( Read more... )

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i have black hair again.

*cackles*

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i don't hang out with girls anymore ( Read more... )