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"damage"
wtf im in despair that i havent written anything worthy these days. i feel burnt and useless like when u suck too fast on the quick butt of the cigarette and u get heat centered on one part of ur lip. i dont want to be crying my heart out--who gives the fuck rite? i hate those ppl. i want steel edginess. i want metal. i read my second michelle tea ( Read more... ) -
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im tired all the time at night but i always have stuff to do before i go to sleep. in the mornings i wake up on time, im a good girl.
im alright
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tabemasen: time for a new aesthetic
if it's falling over, give it a kicki thought i'd go home and get ready for bed at eight. i envisioned myself lying eagle spread on the futon, in the dark. it seemed exactly what i needed, like a cold beer on a hot day. but after i did my ablutions and changed into my sleeping clothes (how odd that we wear clothes just to sleep, in the same way we ( Read more... ) -
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kitelife laughing
on sunday it was blue and light and i flew a kite. franz heard i never did before so he found the one stored in the garage back from when he was five. we brought it out on the driveway and taped all the ripped parts together. it was so grimy and old. it was a plastic one that had a picture of a blue and red airplane and had a frame made of bamboo. ( Read more... ) -
monsieur unloveable
he opened his palm and there were tiny purple stars on them. where did you get that, i demanded. from your dress, he said meekly. it was true. i looked behind me and there, on the back of my left thigh was a palm-shaped imprint where stars used to be. wtf did you do? i screamed at him. well, at least i didnt step on you. he pointed to the girl ( Read more... ) -
This is a true story
My friend Sally, waitress at the Ethiopian restaurant the Blue Nile, told me about a promotional free lunch buffet ( Read more... ) -
how come i dont cry anumroe?
man, i haven't had wone of those ap[arties where i jsut gotfshitfaced druink and smoked until my lungs hurt, just smokging andd rinking and then going into the bathoorm to look atmyred face in the mirror and the glossy eyes, get hoem tipys walking crookedly --maybe high, maybe afraid that i would throw up at some point on my bede during the night ( Read more... ) -
magna nimous
i want to be an airplane, empty and steel and big and so, so accommodating. i want to open all my side doors and invite my friends in, let them all in, tell them to come in, jump in, leave all your baggage don't worry, we'll take care of all of it ( Read more... ) -
goosefeathers
i wish we could wear comfort like goosefeathers, wrap our arms tight and warm with tape, to keep us in check, to hold us together. all the old things i used to do to keep me here don't work no more. why when i am surrounded by so much do i feel like im nowhere at all? i know a lot of people would care if i disappeared. i know this. but still ( Read more... )