"Grandma, the sweet potatoes in these stores probably came from Georgia."
"Yeah, but they lose something with all that traveling, believe me."
"Oh, I believe you." Her eyes clouded over. "You can lose a lot when you travel too much."

dear livejournal,

please make sept 1 come sooooon!!!

love,
your socially deprived and lonely girl

this morning i watched most of dead man walking on tv and it was the most tragic movie ive seen in a long time. i found myself sympathizing with the man about to be exceuted (i dont know his name) all the way through, but right as they were poisioning his helpless body they flashed little clips of him commiting his crime, the brutal brutal rape ( Read more... )

time to get out of the desert and into the sun

( I have done it again )

( First, are you our sort of a person? )

- The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath 7/31/05
- Black Like Me by John Howard Griffin
- Breakfast at Tiffany's by Truman Capote
- The Autobiography of Malcom X by Malcom X
- I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou
- Poetry by Billy Collins
- A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
- Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by J.K. Rowling 7/19/05
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The lamb may lie down with the lion ( Read more... )

You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are ( Read more... )

Maybe I'll start using this silly little thing again...