well i have probably lost the respect of veronica all self-respecting feminists in the surrounding area, my eyes sting when i close them, and it is not over, i am not okay, but i think maybe i will be, i think maybe we can be.

so, fellow friends, or you know, the one person reading this ( Read more... )

( come on. you like it when i do this. )

despite last night, i've been feeling rosy-cheeked all day. you know: in love. abandoned, but in love.

pea ess: veronisaurus, boulder asap. lush sale is genius and magical and probably going to be over very soooooon. never mind that i just spent an extravagant amount online for the online part of the sale. shut up.

christmas present highlights include:

badass digital camera
bottle of irish cream
vibrator
not going back to school until february

my life rules. i think yes.

thanksgiving (yes, next week) features the triumphant return of i, emily who never got a good name, and THE VERODINO to the beautiful and very much missed town of good old denver.

WHO'S EXCITED?

that's right, bitches. you are.

peaess to veronica: you. me. lush. queer as folk. it's a date?

what i miss most are those familiar figures in the distance. their faces which we knew so well, their shadows which we knew so intimately. figures of myth: they never lived up to it, but from far away you could pretend.

they say you're leaving me
they say you're leaving nehalem

i have no idea what's going on lately and i just wish you would come over and explain things

i really have never disliked people to the extent i do now. college is making me hate people. all people, across the board.

damn.

in spite of this, i do actually have friends. yes! i do! ( here is proof! )