Wow ( Read more... )

I will not have my poetry in Womb's issue, BUT if I get rejected a few more times, I could try getting published in REJECTED, another journal. Eh ( Read more... )

My father sends a hook email saying he needs to send me something very important ( info: whenever he says that, you can be sure it isn't)

then he sends emails implying that I've lost my mind.

Motherfucker.

So, I'm sitting with Neal and I say "Are you sure you didn't put that flat in my tire? Because Zoe says she didn't do it, and one of you did." He vehemently, and convincingly, denies it ( Read more... )

I am listening to Stanmi, Maytcho again and tears are sitting on my lower eyelids. It turns out, I didn't damage my frontal lobe after all, at least in the way of killing my emotions. Lee called me last night, because I'd forgotten to call him even though I kept hassling him with stupid crazy premenstrual emails all week. And he told me about his ( Read more... )

Title: Zoe, but I love you because of this ( Read more... )

Today I'm 27. My mother sent me a card, I got it last night. It read "Wishing you peace, wishing you love, wishing you happiness, and so much more on your birthday." Signed "love, mom ( Read more... )

the 2nd song on the first volume of Le mystere voix de Bulgares, it puts goosebumps on my skin ( Read more... )

greedy pig queen drag, dragging pull this mask ( Read more... )

All my life, these damned urinery tract infections. Told I was prone, told I had a high ecoli count in my body, told I needed to pee not only after but before sex, told I might have an anatomical problem ( Read more... )