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BouncyBouncyWeee

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joined on 08/19/06
last updated 03/17/08
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Evidence of Procrastination...

Fuck this coy shit! (blog entry) (fuck this coy shit is actually the title of the comic. you can see the thing here:
www.asofterworld.com/index.php
blog entry posted Wed, May 7, 2008 - 4:01 PM permalink - 3 comments
Meteors! (blog entry) The Eta Aquarids meteor shower is tonight... anyone know of any above-the-clouds points to be able to view them? Anyone want to go with me? my car is an open top, could be fun to just drive the hills and look up. I get outta work at eight. Hmmm...... read more
blog entry posted Mon, May 5, 2008 - 3:06 PM permalink - 1 comment
I feel defeated. (blog entry) And need some cheering. Anyone up for some cheering?

EDIT: all of these are issues with my family that are too complex and difficult to describe here. Let's just say I'm Hispanic. Ha ha ha. -=insert cynical realization of my being a fucking st... read more
blog entry posted Mon, May 5, 2008 - 1:04 PM permalink - 12 comments
-=insert viceral scream here=- (blog entry) This has not been an awesome week. Nope, I tell you, it's been downright shitty.

In other news, I am in very desperate need of help on Sunday around 5 in the afternoon. What my family did was move into a hotel room (yes, A hotel room, as in one... read more
blog entry posted Fri, May 2, 2008 - 10:40 AM permalink - 4 comments
HELP! (blog entry) So, this is last minute, I suck. But, if anyone isn't at coachella tomorrow, my family needs help moving all our shit into storage (they're moving into a motel for now I think...) Any extra hands or truck would be wonderful. I will be at my parent... read more
blog entry posted Fri, April 25, 2008 - 8:05 PM permalink - 2 comments
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Effusions of Love

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Concerning Friend Requests...

I will probably not add you if I haven't met you, or if we met for three seconds at a party/gathering and it wasn't love at first sight. This is my network of tangible friends, and I don't have the chat capacity to make new ones solely over the intarwebs. If you like what I write, or think I'm interesting, shoot me a message, but not a friend request unless you really think I'll get to meet you someday.

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I'll be back here soon.... :D

My incomprenesibly beautiful mother country. Well, my mother's mother country.
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Lilyland...

Gender
Female
Age
23
Location
about me
I hope to change the world through self- and community-awareness. And through sex too. ;)
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Zion

Sun, water, nature and a bathing suit. I love it. Though I wish I were naked.
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Permanent Prose Ode to Shoghi

With whom I share the most awesomely open relationship, open in as many senses as we can muster. I declare here just a bit of my love to you...

"It's funny, I'm so dependent on inspiration when I write... I have major issues doing it on command. I wanted to write you a nice letter for your birthday, and I started one, but it wasn't coming out right and I didn't like it, so it never happened, or was never finished anyways. I wanted to write about what it felt like for me to not trust you for a few days, to be angry at you. Strange feeling, let me tell you. I marvelled at my ability to go numb and continue without calling you every day every three minutes, not that it was the greatest feeling in the world. In the end, I just felt as if some comfortable bed that I had been perfectly molded into was ripped out from under my sleepy body. I felt as if I spent nights without sleep, though I still moved from day to day as if nothing had happened. How was that possible?

How on earth I could continue living with ease without having felt myself perfectly nestled and sleeping in my comfortable bed the night before. A few days went by with this question unanswered, in which I grew colder and colder... Once I had been led happily back to the familiar place, fumbling a bit in the dark but eventually coming to rest again in my favorite niche, I realized what it was I missed, and why it was that I could keep on going for so long-- it wasn't sleep I was lacking, it was dreams. You see, I realized my bed was a special dream inducing bed, dreams that helped the next day go faster, sweeter, slower, crazier and softer... My dreams were gone, but even for just a few days...I sorely missed them. My dreams of you, of us, of a future together. For those few days, I never stopped loving you, or doubted your love for me, but my dreams suddenly dried up. I didn't feel them at night, I couldn't recreate old ones in the morning, I was completely unable to construct fancy ones in the air to share secretly with myself while I lay in bed and held my breasts in my hands.

When we sleep together, it isn't the sleep that makes us wake the next morning so refreshed, it's the dreams we share at night, the ones that ignite in my wistful mind, flow from my ears into your chest, through your heart, into your lungs, up into your mind and out with your sweet breath, blowing back onto me, traveling througn my stomach, filling out my body, tickling the sensitive areas between my legs, giving Johnny a clue that something is up. And that's what I missed.

Not a day goes by now that I don't have to force myself to leave my dreams behind, to remember to take every moment step by step, every day dance by dance, every month number by number, every year act by act.

My dreams waver in the sunlight, fade into the fog. They stand up against a barrage of doubts, and glow under the light of universal approval, even come back in full force after a going into hiding for a few days. They exist in paradox. beautiful paradox, dreams of indefinite strength and inconceivable fragility. And I've grown addicted to them. Addicted to you..."

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DANCE!!!

I love how Shoghi framed this one...
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Rabble Rabble Rabble

(fuck this coy shit is actually the title of the comic. you can see the thing here:
www.asofterworld.com/index.php
Wed, May 7, 2008 - 4:01 PM permalink - 3 comments
 
The Eta Aquarids meteor shower is tonight... anyone know of any above-the-clouds points to be able to view them? Anyone want to go with me? my car is an open top, could be fun to just drive the hills and look up. I get outta work at eight. Hmmm... apparently best viewing time is at two in the morning. I'm feeling crazy enough to try.
Mon, May 5, 2008 - 3:06 PM permalink - 1 comment
 
And need some cheering. Anyone up for some cheering?

EDIT: all of these are issues with my family that are too complex and difficult to describe here. Let's just say I'm Hispanic. Ha ha ha. -=insert cynical realization of my being a fucking statistic=-

Further Edit: Is everyone SURE they don't have an extra house lying around they don't need? It's only my mother, my father, my uncle, his wife, their three kids, my great-grandmother and two sisters...
Mon, May 5, 2008 - 1:04 PM permalink - 12 comments
 
This has not been an awesome week. Nope, I tell you, it's been downright shitty.

In other news, I am in very desperate need of help on Sunday around 5 in the afternoon. What my family did was move into a hotel room (yes, A hotel room, as in one room for nine people) and put everything else into a storage space. On Sunday, they will be moving to temporary space, it's my great-uncle's-wife's house that she may be foreclosed on, but not for another couple weeks, so it buys us some time and doesn't cost 120 dollars a night. We need to move a bunch of shit into the house on Sunday, and we cannot afford to rent a truck or able-bodied humans. If anyone has a truck/large car we can borrow for the afternoon, or wants to help load stuff, please please please let me know. my number is 818 233 9045. Thank you in advance. Please excuse the obvious desperation.
Lily
Fri, May 2, 2008 - 10:40 AM permalink - 4 comments
 
So, this is last minute, I suck. But, if anyone isn't at coachella tomorrow, my family needs help moving all our shit into storage (they're moving into a motel for now I think...) Any extra hands or truck would be wonderful. I will be at my parents house around 4:00 tomorrow afternoon. They live in the valley, 7636 Sunnybrae Ave, Winnetka. EDIT!! CALL BEFORE YOU COME IF YOU'RE FEELIN' SO INCLINED!!! My family is very unpredictable.
Thank you!!
Lily 818 233 9045
Fri, April 25, 2008 - 8:05 PM permalink - 2 comments
 
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My Testimonials

December 25, 2007
On this holiday that we share i wanted to let you know how much i appreciate you and your light and am thankful for all the wonderful moments we have shared. You are definitely one of life's amazing gifts.
December 10, 2007
Swiped from Pia's profile, said by George Bernard Shaw, dedicated to my Lily-

A sometimes impossible woman who is always impossible not to love:

"Changeable women are more enduring than monotonous ones.
They are sometimes murdered, but seldom deserted."
August 25, 2007
"A hispanic girl with healing hands." - Someone once told me this was their ideal love.

As theory deviates from reality I feel I can say that I have seen a walking, breathing example of this person - but with capacity for healing one can also find a great capacity for destruction (rendering death and forever with each breathing). Fingers that can caress and massage can also pick things apart, cut, and tear. And in this dichotomy I find the essence of what makes Lilly continuously interesting - an intense oscillation between many poles. The depth and textures in which she experiences emotions and situations creates a dynamic and fully fleshed out landscape.

This is not to say that she is chaotically spinning, her very dynamism gives her an incredible self awareness. All her actions are laced with understanding or balance.

My mother has always heaped praise on those who project both womanhood and childishness (a.k.a bjork) and I feel this also applies to Lilly. At times she will giggle about stupid stupid shit (lemon juice knifes! On top of my ass!), throw fits, and party/play hard. Other (countless) times she will let me cry out frustration in her arms or will take care of my sick, cranky ass. Her broad shoulders and warm brown skin providing a pillar of strength while her soothing advice and stories penetrate deeply.

Her beauty is radiant.

I love her.
July 6, 2007
This is a woman that I not only love, but am madly in love with. Each time anything has ever come up with us, I feel that my resolve to hold steadfast my faith in us...is exponentially amplified.

Lily is the kind of person that will get you , if you let her, to be so damned honest with yourself and those around you that you might *gasp* actually feel content with life in the sense that you truly KNOW what you mean when you say something. What it MEANS when you say "i love you" to someone. From her adorable little feet to her rambling on and on about English lit, her love/hate relationship with her family, her strength in all the right areas, and weaknesses in all the right places, this beautiful brown female will be an amazing addition to anyones life. To quote a quote on a friend of mines page, "why are we here if not to make eachothers lives easier. "

Lily embodies this quote to the fullest extent, and will always have my adoration , love, and undying compassion for all things bouncy.

I adore you to the ends of the universe Lily, and the cord is still snugly fastened around my wrist...
May 6, 2007
Its been almost two years now...perhaps more that Ive "known" of Lily.

I was in a relationship that wasnt going anywhere, and was constricting my soul. I lost myself, my personality, my friends...etc...and finally when it ended and I started to gain myself again....I was so sure that I would be SINGLE...not even in the dating sense. Simply put, I would not siphon myself into another person again for A LONG time ...I would not want to fall in love...let myself be consumed by someone.

I realize now that, fear of being consumed by someone...was actually a fear of what that meant. Consumed....as though...once that happened, I would no longer by myself. Lily has shown me that, even though someone may want to consume you...know EVERYTHING about you...they have no need to change who you are. I feel the same way about this awe inspiring woman. WE both want to dive into eachother and converse with the molecules that make us who we are, play each others nerves and synapses like harp strings...

She hit a resonating chord about a year and a half ago. NOt only did she show me what true unconditional love is, but she also has shared with me how to spread love. To be genuinely BRUTALLY honest with yourself, with your friends, with your lovers. I feel like , looking back on myself, I was half the man I am now...ive grown so much all because of this woman. Shes a year younger than me, yet her wisdom overshadows many women Ive known that have a decade on her. And almost most importantly...( and Ive had this discussion with others) As a young girl, she didnt feel jealousy...she didnt feel one persons love should be dictated...and thats why now I feel like I can love her, I can love anyone else as much as I can....with no restrictions..

Lily is erotic, truthful, sultry, graceful....messy, scattered, dramatic, soft, has skin that is intoxicating to all senses at a primal level Ill never be able to explain. There is a constantly whirring spindle inside her that i can hear louder than anything, I feel it, I love it, and i know thats why Im going to stick with this woman as long as I can. She is the reason I often look up at the sky and think....shit , life fuckin rocks. I hope everyone else besides her that actually reads this gets a chance to experience this her energy first hand, for I feel as though if Ive found the greatest treasure on the planet...I want to share her with everyone.

I love you lily, tu eres me vida cuando no tengo un idea que este.

...and just for you....


the cord is still taught on my wrist...theres still a million miles of slack on it, and I cant wait to see where we both go.
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