When I wake up this early in the morning, all I want is you. I listen to every love song possible and sit beneath my heated blankets and pray for time to pass quickly. And it isn't a lonely feeling. It isn't a bad feeling. It isn't a sexual longing. But it is a feeling. A big one. Like something is wrong, because it's dark outside and you're not ( Read more... )

When I was younger, I was that fat kid, starved for attention. I was the girl with the attitude problems. I pouted, I screamed when it wasn't necessary, and I sucked up any sort of sympathy I could manage. I consider this a childhood phase of mine, and the fact that people my age still act that way confounds me beyond belief ( Read more... )

So the clock keeps on ticking.Today is my last day without a job or school, and I'm milking it for all it is worth. No boy, either, so this day is going to be long as fuck. Six hours since I woke up and I've sat in this bed, and sat in the living room. Just sat sat. I'll walk the dog tonight for exercise, but other than that I'm embracing the fat ( Read more... )

I know we're too old for monsters in the closet, under the bed, behind the bathroom shower, in the trunk. But I still look every night, just in case. Or, perhaps it's habit. Keep the bed mattresses in direct contact with the floor, so nothing is there. Keep the closet doors open, so I can glance over there and be satisfied. Keep the bathroom door ( Read more... )

Good evening Livejournalians.
I am lying in bed next to my amazing boyfriend right now <3 ( Read more... )

So, after two whole fucking months of nonstop (kind of) job searching, and hearing back from absolutely NO ONE, I got two interviews in the same day. I got two  JOBS in the same day, guys. Nothing, nothing, nothing, TWO. Anyway, I was offered a job at Petsmart today and my interview/ hiring for Safeway will be tomorrow. I've decided that if I get ( Read more... )

Well, I'm taking my hair back to brunette (for now). Even as I do this, I'm scared to death of the result. It's been, what? Almost three years since I bleached my hair and called it quits with brown. I've been gold, orange, red, blue, fruitloop, and lots and lots of red since then. But when I got my wig, I just reconnected, I suppose. I dunno. We' ( Read more... )

Oh, I am bored,  He murmured to Himself, seated ever-so comfortably on His thrown above everything. Absentmindedly, He scratched His chin, looking through The One Window down at entirety. Nothing is new, He groaned to what looked like no one in particular, though a trained mind would know that He never speaks to Himself, and, in fact, there was a ( Read more... )

The fat evil-spawn that poses as one of my warped ideas of children keeps making mad dashes for the cupboard and crying. He's hungry. And all I can do is talk to him and pet him and try and make him forget that he hasn't eaten in almost eight hours. And then I think, what a fatty. I'll be up in five hours to take him in and cut off his balls. My ( Read more... )

So I know I've mused over this before (or, at least, I think I have), but, you know. I'm one of those people that goes back to things a million different times before I'm completely satisfied. And, I guess I'm bringing up a part of it, but most of this is new material. And it's also raw data I'm throwing around probably due to the boredom I've been ( Read more... )