I'm dreaming of black and white swirled guitars, dirty blonde Alices, heart shaped lips, and I painted the Cheshire Cat on my ceiling ( Read more... )

( Survey for 2003 (not a nice pretty LJ one that's only for the paid members, one that I filled out) )

My day has been rather horrible, and as a result, I've decided to thus keep myself in an alcoholic stupor for the general remainder of it. First I was embarrassed beyond belief, and thought of as a whore. Fun. Then I continued to be a "grouch" for the morning, but I at least got some chores done. Then I went to help a friend move and ended up ( Read more... )

I wish I was still in the airport.

I'm going to go immerse myself in The Truman Show.

The happy is back.

-L

I'm alive.

Or something like it.

Happy Belated (sort of) Holidays, everyone.

I got my camera, and once again caught the interesting on film. And then also caught myself. I wonder if photos really do steal your soul. I think I like the idea.

I'll be back soon, my darlings.

Soon.

Off to San Diego.

(I bet I'm going to get hit on in the airport...)

Xmas on a palm tree.

I hate being the vulnerable, gullible, idiot, goofy, angsty, angry, terrible, raging me that I am.
Poison poison poison.
Don't anyone tell me how great I am.
Or how I should "accept myself".

I accept myself just fine.
That doesn't mean I have to enjoy it.

And why, oh why, am I awake at this ungodly hour ( Read more... )

Let's get drunk and be cliche among Christmas lights.

I'm sorry.Everything seems to be agitated ( Read more... )