December 2008
13 posts
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assignment:
Think up a good question (a question that can be answered..not something like ‘does he love me’ or ‘is my vagina sweet’)-but just a little something that’s been nagging at you for the answer. Now text that question to cha-cha (242-242). it will send you the answer.
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My Autopsy
There is a way if we want into everything I’ll eat the chicken carbonara and you eat the veal, the olives, the small and glowing loaves of bread I’ll eat the waiter, the waitress floating through the candled dark in shiny black slacks like water at night The napkins, folded into paper boats, contain invisible Japanese poem You eat the forks, all the knives, asleep and waiting on the...
It must be unselfish – giving love expecting nothing in return, which is not natural for us. This is God’s kind of love. The closer we get to God, the more unselfish we become in loving others
lunasom
today is one of those days where i really get the desire to sleep the whole fucking thing away. i’d love to just pop about 4 of those sleepaid pills and forget i was alive today. i mean yeah i know…it’s beautiful outside, i’m alive and all my limbs are in tact but i could spit nails i’m so mad. and there isn’t a soul around who would give 2 shits. or one even....
will we really match up to what we say we are? running and gasping she’s puking up acid in his bathroom cabinet and he’s wincing with cheap pleasure while swallowing something sticky something heavy-laden with guilt and a nasty crash to take with the pill they’re running into each other with shards of glass and motor hands will keep your sins and plans from shrinking into the...
baby don’t you think you’re imprisoned by your own fear because i know i am imprisoned in my own sphere
i had a dream i wanted to be free in my dream i ran into the sea and scarcely did i miss death
i’m so behind. where do all of you find these interesting links? technology. whewph!
you know i just like it slow and easy. a sunday kind of thing.
i just suggested to stephanie that she get a blog and she said she couldn’t because blogs are censored in china. crazy.
the other night i had a couple of drinks at the bar and then i came home and watched cold mountain and cried and...