Yes, another journal change, and for a few reasons ( Read more... )

The Dame goes forth, the Dame comes back,
As Malkin ghost, as spectral Cat
As Serpent red, as Owl weer white
As Maythen sweet, as gold Scarespite;
The Dame flys out, the Dame flys in,
As Nightshade grim, on Cauldron rim
In round Horn-Cup, by Hattock hole
With Red dark bread, In Walnut bowl;

By Sunken door, Below the ground
Where all the Dead, and ( Read more... )

In all I seem to know, I know not yet how many beans makes five, nor how many rungs in a ladder.

I need to dig my hands into a craft. I need work hours. I need to make sure my GPA isn't rined after this semester. I am slowly getting better from my ailments, but I suppose that is why I am taking antibiotics. Otherwise, all is well. I beleive.

An artist. a man, photographed women of all shapes, colors, sizes, creeds, and backgrounds. All between the ages of 0 and 100. A centuries worth of women. It was beautiful;. Young girls exuberant about their bodies, comfortable in their fresh skin. Some girls who loathed their bodies, others who have eating disorders. women who are pregnant, lost ( Read more... )

MY VAGINA IS ANGRY!

and it  smells like snowflakes.

someone should right my 5 page op-ed paper for me. it's due tomorrow at 3. that would be awesome. i'm gonna go hack up a lung.

Brian felt good being an irresponsible 19 yr. old for a weekend. But now he has bills to pay, work to do, and laundry to boot. Good, mostly sober times, mostly drressed, and with mostly people I know. Except a few, which was interesting. And a blast from the past. Justin, heh, he's so grimy (said in the most sincere and sweetest way possible.)  All ( Read more... )

Picture Brian dancing around a very old kitchen in front of a fire place/cauldron, with a screaming piglet of a baby.
Now picture me dancing around in a circle spilling something everywhere. Something to make you sneeze...
Now picture Brian screaming

" MORE PEPPER! "

Jesus is risen. It's no surprise.
Even he would martyr his mama
To ride to hell between those thighs.
He'll make you cry.
The pressure is building.
At the base of my spine.
If I gotta sin
To see him again.
Then I'm gonna lie, lie, lie.
He'll suck you dry.
And so you'll cry.
To be back in his bosom.

He'll eat you alive.

The snow came...and lasted for two hours...before the rain. Oh, the rain ( Read more... )