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twinge.

I am here for Friends

About Me

I am Teresa. I was the fastest sperm.
I look around at all the people. I often wonder to myself, what am I capable of?
I honestly don't know.
One day, I'm leaving and I will find myself.

You're the good things yeah that's you yeah, that's you, yeah.
You're the icing on the cake on the table at my wake
You're the extra ton of cash on my sinking life raft
You're the loud sound of fun when I'm trying to sleep
You're the flowers in my house when my allergies come out
You're the good things... Rest in Peace Sam Mizrahi
I love you.
25.06.2006

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You write here.

metal ouch ouch



My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Someone to hold my hair back while I puke.



Like a house of cards, I want to find a boy who will lean on me as I equally lean on him.

...and if one of us falls,

we both fall. A boy who would rather take the stairs.

A man who is still just a boy.

A vagabond.

A river.

An understatement.

Everything.

Eat your heart out, society. I am not a call-you-every-hour-on-the-hour-out-to-dinner-and-a-movie-on -saturdays-meet-my-step-mom kind of girl.

I don't want to be the wife of a war-god.

I just want to be yours!

All my bitches, all my hoes.

Music:


Movies:


Heroes:



My Blog

Day.

It's strange to miss you...                               when you're ri...
Posted by twinge. on Mon, 07 May 2007 09:50:00 PST

abortion is pro life.

I found eleven cents today on the floor.And I says,"Damn, that's eleven cents more than I had before!"I dropped it in the paper cup of a bumOn the corner of Blair and Hitcher"Hell!" he says,"I'm eleve...
Posted by twinge. on Wed, 02 May 2007 09:32:00 PST

Listen.

You fucked up, you're fucked up, I'm fucked up, I'm trying really hard not to fuck this up. All I do is live these little dreams. Like when the love of my life came back from college over this past s...
Posted by twinge. on Sat, 03 Mar 2007 02:37:00 PST

A New Revalation!

Everything about sex is interesting.   : )
Posted by twinge. on Mon, 23 Oct 2006 08:34:00 PST

How Could We Pity You?

There was an old womanSmoking outside herHusband's car.He wouldn't let her smoke inside the car. I was smoking too.We were listening to folk music.         . ..
Posted by twinge. on Sun, 15 Oct 2006 01:08:00 PST

At Last the Characters Hold Their True Meaning

I couldn't possibly rememberAll the words you said.The sky looked like NovemberWe were laying in your bed.I remember that the time pastSlower than the ocean.And when you let me behind that dayI was un...
Posted by twinge. on Sat, 14 Oct 2006 08:58:00 PST

Conjunctions and the Valiant Prison Break

This place doesn't feelLike homeAnymore. This place feels less likeAnythingEveryday.You know, that hand is much too pale to be your own.So to who does it belong? And who will be the one to take y...
Posted by twinge. on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 08:24:00 PST

I see you are

Everything you feel is true.Everything is realI promise. As simple as it seems It's no more crude than autum leaves. And as they crumble in your h...
Posted by twinge. on Fri, 06 Oct 2006 10:41:00 PST

Screaming and louder. Louder it is!

I promised you wouldn't feel any more pain.                             &nbs...
Posted by twinge. on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 12:40:00 PST

In love and learning.

Today everytime someone asked me how I was doing,I said, "Wonderful," because it's true.I'm doing so wonderful, baby.Because I'm NOT YOU.
Posted by twinge. on Thu, 07 Sep 2006 12:42:00 PST