here comes some emo bullshit |
myspace, i'm alone tonight, and for nights all along the week until the end. bf's out of town at a conference and i've got so much to do that i'm, of course, paralysed. partly due to the fact that i'l...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jul 2007 17:44:00 GMT |
long time, no ...pretend we're friends |
hey, myspace. got a sec? it's been a while, i know, and i'm beginning to come at you like someone i purposefully won't socialize with, right? high and mighty miss pipes picks and chooses people who ha...
Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 17:45:00 GMT |
i wonder, should i get up and fix myself a drink? |
no, no, no.myspace, i'm so tired. it's been a long week of walking, counting steps and hours, fizzy buzz in my head from quick burn and little caloric intake.i'm tired enough to sleep for a week, and ...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 07:29:00 GMT |
when sweet interest goes fucking obsessive |
oh, myspace. i found another little bird today, perfect on a fairfax trail. cold and colorful and closed like crocus--they're blooming right now, and you can barely see them for how close they are to ...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 21:05:00 GMT |
95 characters is a lot for a title, unless you're fiona apple |
myspace,it's friday and i'm sick. i'm not here to gather sympathetic kudos or comments, as i doubt you'd lead anyone my way who'd care enough to send the very best (kudos and comments)anyhow...what th...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 15:00:00 GMT |
it's monday, myspace... |
you know what that means. it's never as fresh-start as i imagine it to be, when on friday i've started the slow decompress, letting the bloat out of my belly and putting my feet up on a sturdy lap for...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 07:15:00 GMT |
shucking |
dear myspace,allow me to say something goth about the end of the year and the shucking off the earth of people and pets, those things sick and dying or just ready to leave. today i found out my ...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 00:07:00 GMT |
feathers and beaks |
oh, myspace, it seems like birds follow me everywhere. not like i'm the pulsing center of the earth covered in bird-seed like one of those hanging bells or anything, but shouldn't they have flown sout...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 07:41:00 GMT |
i like those 1-pt weight watchers cakes |
dear myspace,we're friends, right? i mean, we're good friends and i can tell you things i wouldn't ordinarily share with people because i'm social-phobic and closed off and sometimes sexily myst...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 13:46:00 GMT |
you cannot leave the subject blank, bitches, what are you--stupid? |
myspace, you suddenly have this mysterious allure. you are the co-worker whose outlook and values i detest, but somehow am still compelled to have sex with. this describes most of my past relationsh...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Nov 2006 10:13:00 GMT |
