For the love of god, please stop commenting insults in my journal.  I cannot fucking handle it anymore.  PLEASE

Goddammit  Is there no where I can go where people aren't going to hate me and make fun of me?  I can't take this anymore.  I just can't.  Please stop

I feel worthless.  I really do.  I -know- I'm not but I still -feel- it.  I feel too young for everyone.  I feel underappreciated and uncared for.  My brain is malfunctioning again and I don't know why so I'm going to sit here and go through it so I can understand it.

First off, I don't want to face my problems with Josh.  I just don't want to do it ( Read more... )

So tired.

The Omen was....sub-par.  I was disappointed.  Usually, I'm terrified with suspence during even the crappiest of horror movies and this one, dare I say it, bored me.  I'm not saying don't go see it, I'm just saying it was sub-par.

Saw some butterfies, saw some art, saw a creepy kid, then got drunk.  A good way to spend 6/6/06.

Now...I'm very ( Read more... )

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Okay, now these are the videos I like to watch! It's two big-name Dutch actresses lip-syncing to "Twist and Shout".  They're just having fun!  God forbid you would ever see an American celebrity having fun like this with their friends!

Oh, their names are Katja Herbers and Bracha van Doesburgh, by the way.  I love them!

Shake it up baby now!

It's Monday.  I keep getting REALLY excited about Burning Man and I want to plan more but, either, there's nobody around me that's going to know what I'm talking about...  Or Josh is there and he isn't for certain about going yet ( Read more... )

And now for something completely different: an article explaining why women shave their underarms and legs.  Personally, I think it's all bullshit and I like when my damn leg-hair gets really long.

Patriarchal societies hate women

It's a very long article that I'm sure most of you won't read.  It's a different interpretation to the bible.  A pagan interpretation.  A very -good- pagan interpretation.

We Are the Other People
by Oberon (Otter) Zell

"Ding-dong!" goes the doorbell. Is it Avon calling? Or perhaps Ed McMahon with my three million dollars? No, it's Yahweh's ( Read more... )

Without getting into the details of it all, my father and I were talking on YIM and something....rather poetic happened.  I don't mean poetic like...we're getting along now and we're happier than we've ever been.  No, I mean, there are these few lines of dialogue that we said to each other that sound like they came straight from a thick-plot novel ( Read more... )

I'M GOING TO BURNING MAN FOR $95!!

XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

(PS - the ticket is usually $250.  Be happy for me)