at this point in time i am more than completely satisfied with my life and the path that i am travelling.

i mean, there are a few glitches, but bitches... my lifes like a dream.

"oh im sorry, i forgot that you were a WHORE"

www.wharton.upenn.edu

and the only thing i do know is how to disappoint, and the only answers searched for are my little baggies. various medications can be found walking down the street, swimming in the oceans, speaking italian, speaking polish, speaking french. i know the answer is life, or love or something poetically driving and possesively vague but what i cant see ( Read more... )

i can't deny
ive been a bad bad girl
but living in a holey world,
whats a girl to do?

There are women who, however you may search them, prove to have no content but are purely masks. The man who associates with such almost spectral, necessarily unsatisfied beings is to be commiserated with, yet it is precisely they who are able to arouse the desire of the man most strongly: he seeks for her soul -- and goes on seeking ( Read more... )

everyday i realize how naive i was yesterday.

i hear alot and it ain't true.
i plot alot and it just ain't worth it.

"i bet you have one of those slip and slide pussies
wide as a highway."

"i swear to god"

"you are a liar, ______ _________. you know that right?"
"yes, deanna"

"i'm not drunk, i'm liberated."

i think i want school to start.

im kinda ready for a change of pace.

i want to exit the highway.

i want to get that volada peak again.

i want to lose my mind and find a new one

i want an iv of vodka and something on fire near my mouth. permanently.

if i look you in the eyes, you are just going to try to kiss me again. fool.

novelty is the new black.