a story, by me |
I used to make up colors in the back seat of an old Lumina when I was only seven years old. My feet would be dangling a full foot off...
Posted by Miss Meg on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 10:53:00 PST |
blog machine (less exciting than sex machine, sorry) |
You know those days? The one's where the first thing you do is spill coffee right? And not just spill it, but trip magnificently over your cat (that if you happen to be me you're allergic to) bang you...
Posted by Miss Meg on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 01:17:00 PST |
come to my window |
"I would dial the numbers just to listen to your breath..."
Sometimes when i'm driving alone in my car I wonder if i'm a lesbian. I mean, honestly, I like Melissa Ethridge a whole lot.
...
Posted by Miss Meg on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 12:04:00 PST |
cigarettes |
I get my cigarettes from the same shit-hole speedway every evening after work. It's small and cramped with one light in the back that always flickers and whines. There's a much bigger, brighter...
Posted by Miss Meg on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 07:29:00 PST |
happiness and rainbows (fluffy kittens included) |
I've been all doom and gloom as of late, my apologies.
so, someting not depressing to talk about. Well, we can't talk about boys...or school....or work....
On the silliness of me:
I am super allergic...
Posted by Miss Meg on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:33:00 PST |
oh my |
did you know that
venice is sinking?
oh, baby
don't build your
cities on water
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death doom and reckoning are hiding behind my eyes, murderous intentions smolder...
Posted by Miss Meg on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 02:14:00 PST |
oh dear |
I had my first anxiety attack in a long time the other night and it was like a dark thing that crept under my skin and is sticking to me like tar. Like i left my back door open a crack and all the thi...
Posted by Miss Meg on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 04:42:00 PST |
drunken sluttery |
can somebody get me a goddamned muzzle? A nineteen year old's propensity for hormone hazed rash decisions and a bottle of wine later, I realize that I kissed more people last night than I had in my wh...
Posted by Miss Meg on Mon, 01 Jan 2007 09:55:00 PST |
part 1 of a story i am working on |
He was sitting on the same sagging, beer stained bar stool he had occupied for what seemed like months when he first likened digging graves to planting flowers. He said, "I dig the earth, I ...
Posted by Miss Meg on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 07:52:00 PST |
keep your chin up |
my mother taught me to take care of myself and to always keep my chin up. I'm taking care of myself and my chin is up, but my head is filled with gray cotton balls and end of broadcast buzzing...
Posted by Miss Meg on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 03:12:00 PST |
