Immersed in Brown is now recorded and ready for whoeva's ears can handle...do playa' hata's welcome...

So I'm an object of this crazy feud and i'm no longer the female entity of the DDC but I've got other plans and do not fret, Jizzabelle will reign, kinda like jesus, in the end that is, and i'm going to work on another concert production deal to raise money for a gallery with no crying Indians, yeah, ya' heard it here first, and I'm starting a new ( Read more... )

upward eyes to the sappy doomlike vice cuz i got this better than better comment, this ginsberg reference, couldn't of named it, you know like my monarch and amaretto preference, click click tomorrow will leave me sicker than every empty full sad friday night boy's sorrow and i came into the car and heard some utterances that could mean pissy ( Read more... )

Step one. step 5. Sip. Burn. Coffee till 5. Cry, gasp, sniff, score. Those are my 1's, 2's, 3's, and 4's, and my throat is sore. Sector off sanctions of my satin tractor of hell-bent relations of Platonic roots and stems I cry for in apocalyptic nightmares rave and crave soft tension and hands, palms, fingertips but where's the present ( Read more... )

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SartresCallGirl
is emotionally distant.

I bet no one's surprised that you never post your current mood. In fact, I bet most of your friends are so sick of you locking them out of your life that they hate you behind your back. Shame.

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