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hayleigh

gaylee

About Me

some nights i'm BITTER, but DON'T EXPECT ANYTHING FROM ME.

My Interests

propelling myself through knowledge and the piano.

I'd like to meet:

bubbie betty in nashville.

Music:

tool, crass, elliott smith, nirvana, radiohead, neutral milk hotel, most classical music, port o'brien

Movies:

http://www.netflix.com/BeMyFriend/P7ibjiatUZpgkjlJTpor

Books:

motherless brooklyn, where no gods came, the bell jar

Heroes:

survivors

My Blog

leader collector

for years i thought undercover police cars were following me.at every stoplight i would look in my side mirrorsand the secret red under the cars' headlights frightened me.then I traded my volvo in for...
Posted by hayleigh on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 05:19:00 PST

sociologize

there is a manboy who keeps turning around and squinting at me.i know that he was not born withthat face because when he sitsback normal, eyes to teacher,i can see through his skulland he is not squin...
Posted by hayleigh on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 05:07:00 PST

whose teeth

Don't ever get your wisdom teeth pulled. Doesn't matter if you have two or three or seven, Or if they're impacted or haven't even broken through, Don't do it.   Just wait for them to explod...
Posted by hayleigh on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 07:57:00 PST

do some research:

a mutilated corpse will rise from that ditch on this ole highway and you may or may not have to fend off their sour blue claws. your supermarket does sell inflatable words in a sealed pack to eat, lub...
Posted by hayleigh on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 07:55:00 PST

sunday

when you close your eyes, you're supposed to see black. but when i shut my eyes, i see curry red and grave-knuckles coming at me, and usually they are sweet like salt. my panties are bloody and i thin...
Posted by hayleigh on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 07:47:00 PST

h.

my telephone dangles from its curly umbilical cord and your voice still groans on. you have me trapped. . . i want the prize you are advertising and i am willing to dash across the floor ...
Posted by hayleigh on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 05:07:00 PST

a sight to be seen

you are white knuckles and cold.you are Mount Sediment. a sovereign, tonight you are food for rats. on the heavy steel bed your eyes are shut tight, the way they were when you were a little girl alone...
Posted by hayleigh on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 07:42:00 PST

L.A.

-"some guy in a painted cop car pulled me over tonight and... he wasn't even a cop! i'm gonna take his stupid fucking car and drive it over a cliff with him in it!" -"well, maybe it was the fashion po...
Posted by hayleigh on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 01:17:00 PST