my libby is lost. oh libby libby where have you gone. i love my libby libby so.

*sigh*

life.....

life moves too fast.

glass eyes: hers i loved, i love. why did this happen and how can i make it last she is so beautiful and i feel something that makes me glorious like the autumn wind and the leaves that carry the music from the veranda and oh how the sun reflects off her face. secrets soft all wet lips and teeth and warm fuzzy tingly i feel ( Read more... )

...and how cool you are is how hungry i am, i would eat all the soup. cheers, kelly ( Read more... )

i don't know why there is purple hair dye on my floor or why a dime keeps getting stuck to my toe or why i keep tripping trying to put my pants on.

i have BOI's jewelery and stuffed raver elephant. rock the fuck on.

nns nns nns nns nns nns nns nns nns. raving until 9 in the morning with story. nns nns nns...

tonight was complicated and i know that i havent posted in a hella long time... whaaatever. its college, i always have a good excuse as to why im never in my room ( Read more... )

spent the weekend on city island with nushi aka elena. the bronx. need i say more. if you care enough ask but i dont feel like explaining the weekend all right now because i didnt sleep or maybe i slept too much but its sunday night and i have a 9 30 class tomorrow and i just can not do this right now. whatever.

three things to remember from the bridge with the goose shit. there was four at one point but we forgot it on the journey home. thing number one : make love to the world. thing number two : the bridge quote as tory's away message. thing number three : second stage of death ( Read more... )

i love it when the two times i didnt do my homework the class got cancelled. i love it i love it i love it. yesterday i scrambled to write some sort of response to oedipus rex and then it was cancelled and today i didnt even look at my sociology homework and phillip didnt show up. i win!

My notebook opened to my Life Is poem, my little bird is talking to her father on his birthday, like Carol's and Lisa's too, The kids here sing caberet on the veranda and make one pound cigarettes and oh so many tons of food, Which type of van is the Scooby Do mobile? Russian Water and Bowls and Polish bottles of Natural Spring Water [From Maine ( Read more... )

depression depression depression. its all around us, every day is a new form, always makes you want your book of morbid longing poetry next to you all the time. im slowly feeling the onset as i think of a long long cold grey winter, one that seemed only yesterday to disappear. im not too sure how to deal with it at school, i worry about my intense ( Read more... )