Wednesday, May 27, 2009


Sooo me and Silvie bee have been real cute like lately, getting baked goodies, candle light dinner outside in the rain but under a large umbrella, gettin lost on some magical forest and finding anipals etc. Greatest human in my life ^__^ Finally got to watching Control last night and i am glad i watched it with her and wasn't the only one who felt like throwing the chip bowl at the T.V. ahhhhh. So after that and a weird shower, i never notice how long Dan and i stay on the phone for

Friday, May 22, 2009

Eugene Hutz

Is it wrong to think that we would make perfect life mates?
Worst food luck today, dry bagel followed by nauseating oreos and a white chocolate macademia luna end with the worst grilled cheese and a snickers ice cream bar. My stomach is in hell.
Every time i pick my clothes up off the floor and place them nicely in my closet i feel like such an accomplished adult...that is until i come out to the messiest living room in the world. Ahhh and i mean shoes, dust, bras, bags, lotions, pens, books, chapsticks, movies what the heck not all over everywhere. Keep up the wolf spider visits, deliver your messages, misters.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Our paperback books, Our charming looks Our identical hands, composing our commands

I cut the moon in half and stuck a piece to my hair It made the back of my head glow Golden yellow
and then I took ten stars on sticks and placed them in my small metal bucket and I gave the other half of the moon to you Ooh,
so you wouldn't forget me while i'm gone

I don't want to clean my room and I don't want to do school work yet. I woke up a bit too early today and I'm sleepy. Just about to introduce mom to the Wristcutters....cause she loves Gogol Bordello like that ^__^

Monday, May 18, 2009

Goin' blind

I will stand by all this drinking if it helps me through these days
But I've spent a long time corresponding in my own way.

Why do i obsess over this album every time i come across it? Caught myself starring onto a piece of paper filled up with porn and jellyfish sketches... surrounding my english notes. The series of the assigned poems from last week blew my head of completely.
So she cut off her nose and her legs and offered them up. . . Doesn't she look pretty? everyone said. Consummation at last. To every woman a happy ending.
The other sister cut off her heal, but the blood told as the blood will.
And why is it the less sleep i get the better i feel? But more importantly, HOW is it i've been havig such a hard time getting to sleep in the first place?
And i can honestly say the song "Stress" is a perfect instrumental example of what my brain has been acting like. I can smell the pilmeni from upstairs and boy am i so starving. I can not wait to be Peter Criss for a day. Scratch that, for days, just the best ones.