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About Me

In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter--bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."

And now you know.
http://justine0.livejournal.com/

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the high end of low

The soundtrack for 2009 for me has consisted of the new Manson CD, The High End of Low, and the song "The Summer" by Josh Pyke.  The High End of Low has gotten the most play of anything else this year...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Nov 2009 14:09:00 GMT

why not.

Let's just go commit emotional suicide.  Why the hell not.  It could be fun.
Posted by on Wed, 11 Nov 2009 23:37:00 GMT

note to self

Stop being a fucktard.  That is all.
Posted by on Fri, 23 Oct 2009 14:17:00 GMT

and then i sucked.

ACE brand cider is pretty good, particularly their apple honey cider.  I can't resist anything with honey... hence my mead obsession a few years back.  Hmm, I should really pick up some mead next time...
Posted by on Tue, 06 Oct 2009 19:24:00 GMT

stops copies me.

I don't know where I'm going right now.  At the moment this is not a bad thing... just a side affect of doing things differently.  There are so many things I'd like to write down but I think are proba...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Sep 2009 23:57:00 GMT

ugh.

My head, it be a hurtin'.  Possibly Netflix crapping out in the middle of my Dexter episode was a sign that I have spent too much time today watching the show.  The headache, too.I try to be an intere...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Sep 2009 00:28:00 GMT

needful things

Okay.  So I figure for Halloween, I need these things:~dark green eyeshadow~green makeup and/or lipstick~liquid latex ~blue lipstick, for shits and gigglesand possibly~long fake nails that can be modi...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Sep 2009 11:15:00 GMT

haunted house (the end)

  This is the end so lets be honest Ive stayed here too long and grown into these walls that I painted to reflect my only mood Tracing patterns in the stucco familiar like...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Jul 2009 09:40:00 GMT

why

...do I look at certain people's MySpace profiles.I only end up disturbed.
Posted by on Mon, 11 May 2009 22:42:00 GMT

addendum.

The fear of sinking semipermanently into the Void and wasting precious years of my life mourning and hoping has kicked my ass into gear and lifted my eyes above the fog.  Hence my good spirits.  I ref...
Posted by on Sat, 09 May 2009 23:35:00 GMT