dept. of homoNsecurity
became fully ordained minister in ten seconds flat, like you can perform a ceremony and everything.
you know that san fran mayor is a real dog dick licker, can marry people off and still hate homeless folks. marriage or no.
fricken frack
fricken frack.
for when you don't want to swear.
i'll always update on fridays, cos thursdays are always so eventful.
gave the ol' ego and heart a thourough beating. but that's what the heart is supposed to do - beat. i feel alive at least. i danced with a new girl. afterwards - got chased by the one i want but probably shouldn't. or can't have.
magic. then confusion and insecurity. next fascination and jealousy. and then where do we go....
that's the thing. shit changes so fast around here. i read a lot, write, audition, play, and meet more people. makes me wonder about roots and love and what it all really means anyway. love spills out of me like a geiser of boiling water. love...? honestly..!
lust and passion are my (pretend) vices, that's the acid in my veins. like lilacs so overpowering they make you vomit. smells good, but it's almost too much sometimes. yep, that's me right now.
everything is so magical and simple and we go and make everything much more difficult. it's all these strings we've got hanging on everything, like words really change or actions really change anything. everything changes, whether you talk or do anything. whether you want them to or not.
i want to seduce someone, but i haven't the vaguest idea of how to do it.. i have no idea of how to do what i'm apparently already doing. seduce-to seduce someone-it's just not my style to consciously go at it like that. but despite my hatred of the word, or the soap opera images it conjures up, i would rather consciously want than unconsciously. that's life for you. there's the kick in the butt you aren't sure you asked for.
i'm a desirable lady. a foxy lady perhaps. we all need reminders sometimes. breathe. breathe. play frisbee. drink mohitos.
but what i really need?
i needa go howl at the moon.
you know that san fran mayor is a real dog dick licker, can marry people off and still hate homeless folks. marriage or no.
fricken frack
fricken frack.
for when you don't want to swear.
i'll always update on fridays, cos thursdays are always so eventful.
gave the ol' ego and heart a thourough beating. but that's what the heart is supposed to do - beat. i feel alive at least. i danced with a new girl. afterwards - got chased by the one i want but probably shouldn't. or can't have.
magic. then confusion and insecurity. next fascination and jealousy. and then where do we go....
that's the thing. shit changes so fast around here. i read a lot, write, audition, play, and meet more people. makes me wonder about roots and love and what it all really means anyway. love spills out of me like a geiser of boiling water. love...? honestly..!
lust and passion are my (pretend) vices, that's the acid in my veins. like lilacs so overpowering they make you vomit. smells good, but it's almost too much sometimes. yep, that's me right now.
everything is so magical and simple and we go and make everything much more difficult. it's all these strings we've got hanging on everything, like words really change or actions really change anything. everything changes, whether you talk or do anything. whether you want them to or not.
i want to seduce someone, but i haven't the vaguest idea of how to do it.. i have no idea of how to do what i'm apparently already doing. seduce-to seduce someone-it's just not my style to consciously go at it like that. but despite my hatred of the word, or the soap opera images it conjures up, i would rather consciously want than unconsciously. that's life for you. there's the kick in the butt you aren't sure you asked for.
i'm a desirable lady. a foxy lady perhaps. we all need reminders sometimes. breathe. breathe. play frisbee. drink mohitos.
but what i really need?
i needa go howl at the moon.