My pirate name is:

Captain Mary Kidd


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liz phair concert last night with mark pond pa, which, despite the somewhat pretentious name was an amazing opening act. liz, in all her gyrating, teasing glory, was spectacular. and hot. sheesh ( Read more... )

still here. nothing new to report ( Read more... )

i feel like the last couple of weeks i have been on autopilot, never quite feeling, never quite fitting, always on the outskirts of anything that may be happening, cautiously sizing people up to see what will happen next. she's gone, and while i know that's a good thing, it's weird. i feel very out of place without her there, even if she is in ( Read more... )

piece of shit or not, i am doing the right thing. or at least, i think i am. i know that my eyes are puffy from crying, i ate entirely too much at my mom's (which is where i run when things get really shitty), and now i am just so tired. so so tired. tired of the bullshit, tired of feeling like i was unworthy, tired of never being enough. i ( Read more... )

weird weird weird. checking my email compulsively looking for correspondence from a BOY i've had minimal contact with. don't ask me, i have no idea what the fuck is going on in my head. spare me the comparisons between myself and lindsay from QAF, though ( Read more... )

hurricane, schmurricane. we have minor damage, some screens blown off our back patio, but that's about it ( Read more... )

What I Want ( Read more... )

I had a lot to say when I was on my friends page, mentally responding to everything. but now that i'm here, i'm lost. but that's alright ( Read more... )

I think it says something about my family's genetics that my brother starts his weekend by chugging two beers while I partake in a spoonful of raw cookie dough. Sometimes I really think he is the milkman's baby ( Read more... )