...god...I miss the anonymity of it all, the smile behind the face behind the screen. The souls behind the screen without the smile.
slipping into the cracks of my defenses and giving me the courage to touch in miles. a mile for each fingertip. a tip for each key.
the smile the screen. the soul the miles. the tip. and you.

There's tobasco sauce all over my living room rug. Every inch of it. Last night I sat through Saw and a bootlegged copy of Saw 2 with Maria, Kev, Mark and three other of my mates, testing every bit of edible stuff in the house with tobasco. ( And lemme tell ya toothpaste and tobasco just doesn't taste as good as it sounds...strangely ( Read more... )

Exactly how naive can one person be? I have this wierd...kick, i guess you can call it because when i do it i certainly need a bloody kick...anyway, i have this wierd belief that when one person impacts your life, i mean really impacts it, in a good way...even though that period of impact is over, even though life goes on, kowing that a bit of them ( Read more... )

redneckcitypunk (1:29:12 PM): so are you in fact taken in real life and online, or could you in fact sex me up ( Read more... )

What's happened since ( Read more... )

I've been on yahoo for about 1hr and a half now and i'm finally starting to tire. Guilt is losing it's power ( Read more... )

* struts around to Aerosmith singing at the top of my lungs* Dude Looks Like A Lady!!!!!!!!!

This week i rode a motorcycle for the first time. Hot damn it was a helluva lotta fun! Hansel finally convinced me that allowing myself to be dragged onto the scrap of technology would be good for me. I laughed giddily the whole ride, clinging to him like a baby monkey, rofl. Hansel recalls my laughter more as hysterical screaming...he's obviously ( Read more... )

Detachable clits ( Read more... )

There is a God, He's just screening calls.


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