And since that night I havent been able to look at anything in the same way I used to...tangled in delusions ( Read more... )

If only I would have gotten to dance to James Brown...

Ive got a whole lot of things I would like to write about, but Im really not in the mood for sorting and elaborating, so Ill just do it another time so it doesnt suck.

Who's your house keeper, what you keep in your house ( Read more... )

I wonder what it's like to be her...The Autonomist.

My nose is bleeding
My tire exploded
My mom got a cool new kitchen rug with foam grips
I have new soap...smells so good its wrong
George Clinton is my dad...?
My hair lost a few inches
Tina wont eat her ham
I have a stalker, Im scared for my life...seriously
I look like a boy
A few additions I forgot last night because of my Alzheimers

TELL ME...

..of depth perception vanquished in the night ( Read more... )

Frances the Mute...

In the name of love and you I say...Sometimes when you win the war, you lose it all ( Read more... )

....Can you knit the stiletto back into the bloodstain?
.......Can you put the bite back into the beast you've broken, tied and tamed?
..........Can you crease the wrinkles back into the cracked and open brain?
So Doctor, wont you pull the fucking cord?
Won't you cut the cord?
Because you can't put the life back into this hospital ward.