I think too much. I smoke too much. |
His feet press against my palm,which was flat against her belly.She tells me his name will be Jack.I don't tell her that shereminds me of a waxing moon,close to fullness.He will be a Libra.I know chil...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Jun 2009 05:18:00 GMT |
Blog post: 258 |
So, I dunno what to do with myself.I don't know if I want to go to college,but everyone wants me to (on the family front).I just don't know what I'd do once I got there.Mom says that I should take bus...
Posted by on Fri, 29 May 2009 01:41:00 GMT |
Blog Post 256: 'tis Easter, children. |
Sorry I have been shying away from the blog.I've been too busy shying away from others thingsall the while.Sometimes I feel like I'll never stop running.It's my native Gemini moon, I guess.This is the...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Apr 2009 20:30:00 GMT |
An Ode at 6:18 AM |
Dear Capricorn,Here today, gone tomorrow.Some men take, while some may borrow.Neither've caused me too much sorrow.Least none that I have not outgrown.Or not been glad to be rid of and on my own.I was...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Feb 2009 03:18:00 GMT |
Happy Valentine's Day, bitches. xD |
If you like reggae/world music,you need to hear Dubconscious.They're my new favorite group.It's an experience.Dear Cancer,I wanted to make you cookies.But I ate them.Sorry.Dear Sha'hael,I wanted to ge...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Feb 2009 17:14:00 GMT |
Blog Post 254 |
Sleep now,endearing Tormentorof my latest nights.I'm eating your cigaretteslike they'll save me fromthis blanket of misplaced affection:burning it away into firefly embersthat melt our icy covers, awa...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Feb 2009 18:00:00 GMT |
Blog Post 251: Happy New Year. |
...and the quotes of the day for Jan. 1st, 2009are....
"Your mom made me put my clothes back on!"-Erin [after being reprimanded byMegan's mother for being half-naked ina drunken stupor. Eri...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Jan 2009 21:29:00 GMT |
She’s laughin’ like a choir girl. |
Seriously.I feel crazy good.
I lovelovelove this cold weather.I'd also lovelovelove to have somecigarettes, however my roomiedenies me them. Secretly. Passive agressively.John, I'm onto you, you saucy...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 19:45:00 GMT |
Blog Post 249 |
"I had to find you, Tell you I need you, Tell you I set you apart. Tell me your secrets, And ask me your questions, Oh let's go back to the start... ...I was just guessin', At numbers and figur...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Dec 2008 00:37:00 GMT |
Blog Post 238 |
Allow me to say that..."gangstas" have no manners.Please don't "Holla at'cha grrrrl",I generally don't like being...hollered...at.Rather agressive, makes one nervous.If you find yourself to be of this...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 19:57:00 GMT |
