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playing the devil's advocate
It's undeniable -- it was wrong for you to have done what you did. You're an asshole and a jerk. You're a hypocrite and a liar. You're selfish. You hurt and betrayed your family, your supposed loved ones ( Read more... ) -
paranoia
I am paranoid about the impending doom of becoming a hunchbacked old lady. If I could I would attach a buzzer to myself so that whenever I slouched I would receive a slight electric shock. I don't know what affect this could have on me in the psychological long-run, but I don't care. I am acting as if this device actually exists, which it might ( Read more... ) -
oh hell.
It's a three-day weekend and I have to read and read a lot. And I'm feeling unpoetic and uninspired and lazy and too... blah and sciency, I haven't really written anything in awhile so I need to do that ( Read more... ) -
unbreakability's my responsibility, baby
Sometimes I'm strong and independent, mature and accepting, easily adapting to new situations and solving conflicts with patience and a wisdom beyond my years.
but other nights I'm just lost, lonely and sad, and so, so afraid. clingy like a child, terrified and haunted by superstitions, premonitions, and bad dreams. we looked like giants in the ( Read more... ) -
lesson du jour
Do not take your grandmother to the dollar store just because you are bored and are tired of couch potato-ing all day. Anything is better than following her around the dollar store for an hour as she marvels over how everything really is JUST ONE DOLLAR.
I don't... have anything... else... to say. -
the comeback
Today, I ate obscene amounts of frosted mini-wheats and reveled in my true slacker status ( Read more... ) -
no longer a sun
this is my current favorite song.
I know it sounds crazy, but despite the all-encompassing desert heat, it can get so cold sometimes. please keep me warm. please.
"we might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain." -
swoon, baby, starry night.
How come I can't write?
Did I do something wrong?
Was it just a phase?
Am I dying?
Why can't I find the words?
Why can't I focusIs it just because I'm out of practice ( Read more... ) -
forget your face!
sometimes i feel like everyone is lying to me and i'm the only one who doesn't know it.
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME
IS ANYBODY LISTENING TO ME
hey buddy. i love you. and i am not high. -
what are you talking about.
slacking off is lovebrought to you by the isLove GeneratorThe refrigerator door fell on Milo and me when I was trying to get ketchup for myyyy chicken. so we disconnected it and forgot to turn off the water supply and consequently flooded our kitchen. dragged around a dryer and an old refrigerator around my oven-like garage before finally ( Read more... )