March 2012
238 posts
February 2012
226 posts
those words i read. repeat. repeat. repeat. repeat. they’ve been engraved into my memory. they’re written all over my heart. all over my face. everyone knows. I just know it.
“Il pleut dans mon cœur
comme il pleut dans la ville.
Qu’est-ce que...”
– ― Sonya Sones, Stop Pretending: What Happened When My Big Sister Went Crazy
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unemployed lovers
remember
that one time i got laid off, because work was so slow? and you got laid off the day before me? but we had unemployment coming in, and it was more than enough to pay for the rent and bills. we spent all day in bed. rolling around. waiting for netflix dvds to come in the mail. leaving the bed, only to use the restroom,and find food to bring back to our dungeon. we were worried about the...
RANT
IF you don’t have a job
if you don’t have money
if you can’t provide for yourself
if you think you can get by free-loading off others
if you refuse to help out in any way,
don’t expect others to help you out.
at all.
fuck off.
don’t take advantage of other people.
don’t take advantage of generosity.
that’s why “nice” people,...
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i wasn’t sure where my skin ended, and his began.
it’s like that sometimes. just a blur of emotion. a sea of skin. the need for another’s flesh pressed against your own.
you can’t control what you want.
not the naughtiest needs. we’re all bad. we’re all very bad.
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Some girls. Some boys.
wearemostaliveindreams:
Some wake up. Side by side, bathed in the sweat of, a three month sweltering breath.
Some feel dead. Like nothing done before then, means anything to nothing: eyelids, gluing open.
Some rise and drink. Only to sink, fast like rocks into the toes of shoes, begging to be left behind.
Some will be alive. With nothing, but lonely wind rippling through, hollow chest...
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the greater the height, the harder the fall.
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single white rose
it was cold. very cold. it must have been some time during winter. i was the first one awake, as usual- and the sun still wasn’t up. i knew better than to turn anything on, or make any noise. not after the night before. so i sat there with pepper, and we waited for morning.
i heard the door creek open, before i saw his face. i was afraid to look at him. afraid i wouldn’t know what to...
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“my boyfriend says he doesn’t want me to change anything about my middle. so i guess i’m only allowed to work out my legs and arms. he really doesn’t want my belly to be toned. because he likes it soft and kissable. so you know. i wanta keep him happy.”
i smiled, and nodded as if i understood. my insides burned as her words played themselves over and over again in my...
tod: We’re still friends, right? copper: Tod, those days are over. I’m a hunting dog now.
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i get so caught up in how i feel about things, i sometimes forget to breathe. and i’m just standing there like an idiot. breath held in. a thousand thoughts racing through my head at once. not knowing what to say. how to react.
i never know
i never know.
and then i breathe. and i think about how insignificant this problem probably is. and then all the tension in my chest, floats out of...
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we all have exteremely attractive, and...
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i wore a dress today
with out any panties on.
and i felt very racy.
very. very. racy.
all day.
my vagoogle feels very liberated.
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we were freezing. and my finger tips were purple. the only thing that kept us warm was the cheap vodka, and the peach schnapps we had to “hey-mister” that night.
i miss those nights.
we lived off cup of noodles, cheap liquor, boxed wine, hot fries, and friendship.
some might laugh at that last one.
but it’s true. because i don’t think i would have been survived being...
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can anyone suggest any good porn sites?
Watching Inglorious Basterds for the first time.
yes sir
I would like another pint.
Mom: you put your blush on too high.
Me: you say that all the time. Maybe when I blush, my cheeks get red at that point too. Maybe I’m trying to recreate that look.
Mom: it doesn’t look good.
Me: neither does your purple shirt.
Mom: I’m serious Jessica. It looks very unnatural and gawdy.
Me: yeah, well I didn’t have the luxury of having my mother around in my late...
the best part of today - the conversations i’m having currently.
the worst part of today - being repeatedly asked, what it is i’m giving up for lent. oh! and when i explained to every one of those people, that i wasn’t catholic, i was ridiculed for it. i was harassed, and given so much guff, that i just started saying “i give up religion” when people kept asking...
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it's turning into a nice night.
interesting conversations, bff liking my animal posts, drinking lots of water, watching parks & rec. sophie is fighting with rory. she’s winning despite her size. rory is huge compared to her. and hump day is over.almost. i really need to stop drinking whiskey on weekdays.
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i just want
hot, heavy, primitive sex.
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that moment you realize
that someone you really enjoyed talking to, is totally ignoring you.
and you’re like
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the thought of killing roger gonzalez
so the freak started calling me at all hours of the night. at this point, you’re probably wondering ‘what did she do to him, to warrant such behavior’, and if i were you i’d think the same thing. hell, i’d be sure that i had done something. but i didn’t. it just so happen, that this pathetic little excuse of a person, really does just cling like this.
the...