The hatred ( Read more... )

Oh, what a lover you must be. Your hair. It is long enough to tangle me in your passion and washing my rapture of desire hot. Locks of deep browns and mediterranean scruff. I keep getting caught. Do me. Tangle up in me. Divine black curls. Of yours. Sex ( Read more... )

so binghamton is boring. im bored ( Read more... )

I cannot help who I love ( Read more... )

Control and boundaries. who needs 'em?

Apparently, I do. I have no control and my boundaries are sketchy.

I just want things to work out. I feel like they never do anymore. I hate not being able to bullshit my way out of stuff. I was so good at it.

Men are scum. They are all the same really. They are all just fucks.

I had a thing for this guy for ( Read more... )

drugs are bad for so many reasons ( Read more... )

It is that time once again. I must vent...

Mid-terms are edging their way here soon. The stress begins now. I'm losing it.

Rosh Hashana just passed. I spent the holiday in Brooklyn with my religious family as it is annually customary. My mother, My grandmother, my great uncle and I embarked on our pilgrimage to East 31st street between L and M. ( Read more... )

I CANT READ GOOD.
fuck.

I have so much work to do. I convinced myself that this year the procrastination would end. So much for my promises, ayy?! Anyway, whats on my mind ( Read more... )

Comparative Literature 321B- "Tales of the Future ( Read more... )