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Move Over
Originally published at Postcards from the Wasteland. Please leave any comments there.
Options are beginning to flood me and I have to make sure I don’t drown under the choices. As it stands, I have the following housing options, all with people that I adore:
- Kristy (Burbank)-$720/half utils for a bedroom, underground parking, nice complex, third ( Read more... )
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Raise Your Hands
Originally published at Whatever Happened to Fun?. Please leave any comments there.
I’m in so much pain it’s not even funny. Tried eating it off, didn’t work. Tried a neck massager, didn’t work. I could try working it off but it hurts too bad. Guess that means I should sleep it off.
So many weird ideas in my head today. I have old lady hands and ( Read more... ) -
Billy, Get Your Guns
Originally published at Postcards from the Wasteland. Please leave any comments there.
It’s strange, when the bands splinter and have multiple versions touring around. The hostilities (of course) run high, and sometimes there is a completely different feel between the versions. So it is with LA Guns.
For me, LA Guns is a strange situation anyway, ( Read more... ) -
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Sweetest Perfection
Originally published at Postcards from the Wasteland. Please leave any comments there.
He and I talked more…later. He was still somewhat antisocial, but I think, though he won’t admit it, that he needed ME to talk to. Which works. I feel so bad for him right now, and I NEED to quit nagging him about New Year’s, but I need to KNOW.
And I’m sitting ( Read more... ) -
The Teddy Bears - To Know Him is to Love Him
Originally published at Postcards from the Wasteland. Please leave any comments there.
To know, know, know him is to love, love, love him
Just to see him smile, makes my life worthwhile
To know, know, know him is to love, love, love him
And I do
I’ll be good to him, I’ll bring love to him
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Waylon Jennings - Lonesome, On’ry and Mean
Originally published at Postcards from the Wasteland. Please leave any comments there.
On a Greyhound bus Lord I’m travelin’ this morning
I’m goin’ to Shreveport and down to New Orleans
Been travlin’ these highways and doin’ things my way
It’s been making me lonesome on’ry and mean.
God her hair was jet black and her name was Bodine
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Death is Not the End
Originally published at Postcards from the Wasteland. Please leave any comments there.
I couldn’t feel worse for him today. Today’s the anniversary of his dad’s death, his uncle died a couple weeks ago…and now his OTHER aunt died Monday.
Yet, he still took time to “check in” with me and see how I am, even though he’s completely antisocial and really ( Read more... ) -
Things I’ll Never Say
Originally published at Postcards from the Wasteland. Please leave any comments there.
(aka “what I wish I could tell that boy, but can’t”)
No, baby, it’s not just that I “love to fuck”. It’s that I love having sex WITH YOU. And fucking you. And, even, on occasion, making love… with you. It’s not the act itself, it’s the partner.
If you want ( Read more... )
