my ten month karma curse is still in effect.

I'm getting reacquainted with my lower self. It's a classless kind of fate, it holds its ground in the way that death just makes you wait. I swear you secretly want me dead. If you had to watch a movie of it, I'm sure you'd both be horrified. I want out. Maybe we should get married. Sex ruins everything. I like you! Common obligations, common ( Read more... )

for my birthday i want a new nose, a new chin, and a large thing of jack daniel's.

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the victorian era ruined sex.

when there's snow on the ground, my eyeballs tend to stop working.

aspartame has forced me to lose my mind.

i just had the best cheesecake of my life [thus far]. freemason's piss me off. kasher won't stop staring at me. i probably shouldn't have gotten a coffee at starbuck's so close to nine o'clock at night. i have tomorrow off. generally i don't like having days off, because i don't make money & i'm lazy. maybe tomorrow i'll make the most of it. i ( Read more... )

sometimes when i'm sad, i google pictures of owls.

dear dreams,

eat a dick.

your acquaintance,
lindsay