I love midnight oil. and I have no more room in my life for anyone who doesn’t.

that is all.

( The rebellion this traitor you high and compared with was stimulated clothing of low-end and a tear. The traitor of rebellion becomes your external chaos )

I think I wanted to say something about truth. I couldn’t quite figure it out in my slurred conversations at tables and on street corners tonight. I think I nearly got there in my walk from george’s walk to mine, but by the time I’d peed, checked for bruises, put the hacksaw from george’s front step above my bedroom door, and filled my water bottle ( Read more... )

“you’re a dirty old woman ( Read more... )

last night, in my dream, my ex boyfriend was driving around the airport in a giant fish-car. it's tail was swishy.

I am stressed out about the amount of uni work I have due, and I will do anything to avoid thinking about it.

I didn't get the job at the escort agency, although she told me she'd keep my resume on file.

is it too early to start

"what do you think 'normal' people spend their time talking about?"
"... I think we're pretty normal"

and then we went back to playing with the bugs. eventually, the giant praying mantis beat the giant ant, because mr mantis knows ninjitsu.

when konrad got home we were playing home shopping network

"I'll just pop this one [the rubber fly] on, ( Read more... )

1. "if you loved me, you'd punch me properly"
"you're fucked up, man. that's why i do love you"

2.steph owns the colour pink. all shades of it. and I would like all of you to start asking permission before you use it ( Read more... )

or maybe she was sixteen. but I didn't know that till later. she vowed to have sex with hairy-backed postmen and wear school uniforms, and I vowed to have sex with homeless people for her enjoyment and now I feel dirty. rock.
hi tia.

I would love my philosophy class if it didn't mean being around so many philosophy students.

I listened to them having a conversation about bagsing seats. working focault, beckett, and a sly reference to chomsky into it, then looking smugly around to see if anyone noticed.

According to jez, next time they start their arguments I should say: " ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I have an interview for a receptionist job at an escort agency. I really want the job. Mostly so that my "today, at work..." stories will be more interesting than yours ( Read more... )