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About Me

I like stuff, especially purple stuff, or alcoholic stuff. But not grown-up stuff.

I just rode on a bus for the first time recently. I've never been to a circus. I can tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tounge.

I like nerd-things - like reading and knitting. I wear glasses. I like learning about history and useless trivia. My favorite word is "banel".

aim - marilyndrew

My Interests

I like stuff. Free MySpace Backgrounds

I'd like to meet:

Someone who reads as much as I do!

Sharon Olds, Ernest Hemmingway, Anne Sexton, Bob Dylan, Marilyn Monroe, Howard Hughes, JFK (just to do him, I wouldn't make him politics unless he felt like it), Sylvia Plath -- two out of eight are still living, my odds aren't looking so hot.

Music:

DYLAN, the doors, pink floyd, ben harper, old DMB, yeah, yeah, yeahs, white stripes, bright eyes, NIN, nirvana, hole, tori amos, atomsphere, modest mouse, postal service, arctic monkeys .. width="425" height="350" ..

Movies:

silence of the lambs, meet the parents, all mob movies, no war movies, stealing beauty, the life of david gale, y tu mama tambian, eye wide shut, office space, american beauty, the wedding singer, happy accident, Marilyn Movies (lets make love is my current fave), along came polly, lost in translation, prozac nation, stage beauty, big fish, girl, interupted, sylvia, shop girl

Television:

Do people admit to this?

Books:

Poets: Sharon Olds (everything except this last book), Edward Hircsh, Anne Sexton (especially Love Poems), Lucia Maria Perillo, Sandra Cisneros

Innocents by Cathy Coone, 5 People You Meet in Heaven, Of Mice and Men, Slaughder House 5, The Stranger by Camus, Summer Sisters by Judy Blume, The Notebook by Nicholas Spakrs, Suicide Blonde by Darcy Stienke, Post Office, Cat's Eye, The Color Purple, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, A Moveable Feast, Middlesex, A Farewell to Arms

My Blog

Soothing My Wounds

You wonder why women leave you I'm angry so I hit you in your most sensitive parts And people screw you over I dig into my arsenal of insecurities the times you've needed me...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Thu, 24 May 2007 07:42:00 PST

Getting off

I want to masturbate to the silence of world peace, dedicate my moans to random acts of kindness and divide my screams between the names of men and women equally When I close my eyes and part ...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Tue, 08 May 2007 06:29:00 PST

A Piranhas Resolution

I would rather die than devour you. I would rather swallow my tongue choking its flat flesh flipping it inside out teeth popped and hanging from delicate gummy stings. I would rather bind my w...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Tue, 08 May 2007 06:25:00 PST

Revision

Listen: Directions for an Assisted Suicide Stop fingeringmy long hair go knuckledeep pull the strandsfrom my scalpas I scream the agonythe pain stretching my mouthagape in a Picassospitting "O" Shear ...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 11:29:00 PST

The Kiss

Before today my body was useless. Now it is tearing at it's square corners.The Kiss, Anne Sexton My mouth blooms like a cutbubbling red clots pickedclean by the callused tipsof broad hands palmsthat f...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 01:53:00 PST

So, whose cock is it?

I'm so not in the mood to write about anything serious. So I'm not going to mention anything about my disgust for America's foreign policy, my employment status, or how I feel about approaching...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Mon, 19 Feb 2007 10:13:00 PST

Seep Down My Thighs

These are far from my best, but I'm happy to be writing again. Seep Down My Thighs As your cum drips from my body and pools between my lips I watch you pull up your shorts and...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 01:54:00 PST

Lay Down My Parts

Lay Down My Parts I want to leave you but I can't decide how do I quit answering the phone opening the door in a single sharp cut Or should I ease out the way you slowly remove your...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 01:47:00 PST

Your shoulders are frozen

RustedMy thighs unhinge when you speakof Hemingway and Fitzgeraldan oiled joint made moist in agreement"Except the Old Man..."the crusted red rust has fallenbetween my ankles as if something oldand...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Mon, 09 Oct 2006 02:12:00 PST

Hemingway poem

I once slept with a man because he reminded me of Ernest Hemingway without a single literary skill and a similar reputation for honesty down three wives (one to go) his talent lie i...
Posted by Sweet Melissa on Wed, 13 Sep 2006 08:23:00 PST