sorry folks, its all over. no more freakin updates on this waste-of-my-life ( Read more... )

happiness, it is making me cry (in gasping seizure spontaneous) "peliculas de terror" and it's too wonderful for to be normal. good. life is not normal. also art makes no sense, is stupid, is divine. das cuenta? es verdad? romance languages and dead tongues hold such fire, so many lamplit honesties. "happiness is a warm (yes it is) gunnn" oh and my ( Read more... )

"i dont know where but she takes me there" and their bodies are making a twowayimage in my mind (whom shall i love and whom is it that i really do long for...need) hair abeacon some sort of blackened charguideline and slairing and glaringly odd-ophilic trying and flighty the elusiveness of my target and the shakiness the wavering absurdity of the ( Read more... )

as the nose did harken to several days back (smells like rain) the droplets waft lazily down to intermingle in the canyons in the bark of the bared naked palisade of trees enclosing this tanbrickedsandydecemberwet school. the water sticks to and strains itself through the screened windows creating a sheet of water interrupted by cool fibrous ( Read more... )

try my hand at it ( Read more... )

something refreshing about sitting outside on the blacktopped cold rough hard of the driveway where people think you're dead alone insane. something good about the cold late november smell in the air acrid and biting but strangely inviting and campfirey peoples chimneys invisibly smoking across the street making my eyes water and tingling my ( Read more... )

(visualize a large purplecrayon blob on a notebook page reined in somewhat by a weak pink scribble lasso)

being squished into myself all over again, heat spurting and sweltering and i can almost hear the steam rushing and whistling from every orifice in my sauceblushed body. yow its pretty low and agonizing. probably shaving a few years off my life ( Read more... )

monday bloodymonday sex is uglythe schocker

today is a day. i got my maristband. black and red. im thinking about the bit of sock i have of hers.

im very hungry. was too slow for breakfast this morning.

i feel nice and efficient today. i think ill quit on girls for a while. they are a waste of time energy money blood sweat headaches sighs tears. i ( Read more... )