" I am famous for several things, wit, money, and in my time, beauty - never for my good nature."

Anne Perry, lightly disguised as Lady Vespasia Cumming-Gould in her short story, Sing A Song of Sixpence. Anne Perry, formerly known as Juliet Hulme, is a bestselling author of Victorian murder mysteries, but may be more widely recognized for the ( Read more... )

I still love you. I love you even when I hate you. I love you even when you are being a jerk. I love you even if we are wrong for each other. I love you even if we shouldn't ever get back together. I love you even if you never speak to me again ( Read more... )

Today I went walking for miles and miles through the city in the rain, for isn't that what goth girls do ( Read more... )

If I didn't have to pee so bad I swear I'd write a better entry.

I am a bit less young and a little (just a little) wiser. Today I strut in the December chill wearing sexy motorcycle boots and sheer black tights with a short polyester skirt. Tight pink sweater, dangly cross earrings, and black fingerless, fishnet opera gloves make the outfit complete. People tell me that I look twenty-two, twenty-four tops. So ( Read more... )

Cozy kitty nap curled on the couch with a novel, under colorful blankets wearing purple socks and my old white granny nite gown that is currently dyed blue. A marmalade and vanilla fur ball,he purrs as the child plays, cute with springy black curls and clean scrubbed from the bath. She screams when I wash her hair, but all is forgotten as she ( Read more... )

Yes, I'm becoming one of those annoying people who post song lyrics. Sorry. But sometimes other people's words express what I'm feeling better than I can. This particular song is so beautiful to me, and yet it makes me want to hang myself. Ahem ( Read more... )

Joey, baby - don’t get crazy ( Read more... )

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Scary!

Thanks to Ducky Butt!