i am real busy right now because i have four stepkids eating my whole house like it was made out of cookie crumb and also they eat up your life too, but i just need to say how much i love you, and mostly your brain, and it's weird, but not that weird because i think that lots of people who have holes instead of meat-insertion-sticks are probably completely in love with your brain too.
i think being in love with a boy's brain is better, it is more honest and undying, that kind of love.
farewell, an eight year old is chewing on my femur,
brain love exists independent of making it - you can have one without the other, and you can be seized by brain love for a person that you have no makin' it intentions - but sometimes brain-love can result in too much objectification, or something. i dunno, i don't really understand it, she said a lot of things to me that i'm still gettin'.
Re: brain-lovejinxmaloneJuly 23 2004, 18:54:17 UTC
perhaps i am weird? i can only make it with boys i have the brain-love for. though i can see how too much brain-love could result in only seeing certain aspects of a person.
it ain t so bad floating in fluidslostcosmonautJuly 26 2004, 11:30:27 UTC
am glad to have yr brain in interaction mode w/ my brain, Jinxy Janx. You am fun 2 talk 2 and fun to come up w/ dumb nicknames for. What's funny about little kids is that we all were them, @ some point. We were all that weird, even th total asshole robots of today. My family had a big party yesterday, and there were all sorts of little kids running around, staring @ people, running away from adult hugs, putting food on themselves, and generally behaving as if they were not really used to this planet. They have messy hair and red fruit punch moustaches. Not only that, but they were actually adored for it! I spent much time making faces @ them, which was also considered normal. Ivy said wouldn't it be sweet if little kids had tattoos. Well, they probably do, in Africa.--mza.
i think being in love with a boy's brain is better, it is more honest and undying, that kind of love.
farewell, an eight year old is chewing on my femur,
jinx
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believe me, i am all about MAKING IT
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