I ran to ~lemonade, to talk about my blue-stained fingers, but I was intimidated and came screaming back here again. I like this little lonely place, and I wonder if really I will ever tell anyone. I want to 1) send prettie txt msgs to the beautiful people that I am lucky to know. 2) buy vintage skirts to dance in, and vintage dresses to dream in. ( Read more... )

I stole (stole!) this idea from artyesfoodno. Not necessarily for others to use though (because I'm all alone and hiding out). Mhm, I want some structure in my life;

• baby, let's play house.
  
• decadent parties
  
• your words are delicious and enticing, and I would save them all like love letters
  
• your days of finger-banging ol' Mary Jane Rottencrotch through her ( Read more... )

It's silly, this obsession I have with active participation. I can't seem to simply stand by and appreciate something, I have to join in, and invariably get my ego knocked quite significantly. For example, everything2.com is delightfully gorgeous, a pleasure to read and chock full of beauty. But I go steaming in and post a multitude of writeups ( Read more... )