...is someone with the brains and the know-how,

to tell me what i want, anyhow.

i'm a bitchy alcoholic! Spooky!

Come get your fucking candy. Touch my liquor, and i'll feed you to my garbage disposal.

:P

Thanks.

...i can't stop the memories from pushing pins into the back of my neck ( Read more... )

...remind me how utterly criminal it is to sit down in front of a keyboard and an active internet connection while intoxicated. There should be laws about that for people like me, enforced by a co-locating black man named Mr. Jingles, and he should be very skilled at fucking people up with a hickory axe-handle ( Read more... )

...a violent person. i am not a person who readily condones the use brutish physical force. i am not a hateful person, or a misanthropic person in any truthful capacity. i am not someone who frequently wishes harm upon others. i believe that i am a peaceful person, and a person who makes an earnest effort to respect life in all of its many forms, ( Read more... )

He left today. Well, actually, he left just before i got back, but i was aware of his departure even though i was absent. i suppose, even though we are very disparate personalities with very disparate motivations and opinions, it's not surprising that i am aware of his doings even at a distance. i was glad to not see him taking space on my couch ( Read more... )

...this splitting, piercing headache that's not quite a headache. Sort of more like this tense, edgy precursor to an aneurism sort of feeling. The only thing i'm missing is an eye tic. i guess i'll work on it.

...what Mr. Mumbly Commercial Photography professor will gibber incoherently about today?

:P

...fuck you in your stupid ass.