June 9, 2005
Laying it on thick aren't you? Trying too hard?
Sometimes, anytime is a Good Time to go to bed, dear.
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June 9, 2005
Laying it on thick aren't you? Trying too hard?
Sometimes, anytime is a Good Time to go to bed, dear. April 27, 2005
J here is (in my opinion) a pushover, peltface unlovable train wreck of a young woman.
Uppity, vulnerable, over-cautious. Fearful of being trouble (so much in fact that she becomes trouble). Terrified old woman. She's a laughing matter. I call her the Atlantic Ocean. It is not a compliment. April 24, 2005
jenny is the best friend ive never had!! even though we've only spoken twice, somehow i just, you know, i just know we're super tight. its one of those things you bring to a party when you don't go. a sort of je ne sais quoi...you know?....a kind of this or that that's delightfully easygoing and ultra unobligated....(all bullshit aside this is my favourite kind of relationship, supposedly cause im socially disaffected). she's a real cool gal. and i guess im ok with that but i mean aside from the fact that im obsessed with her and don't know how to carry on without the sweet sound of her voice and the memories....i, i...i don't know, im coming out of my bell, stepping out of the locket, alright...i... i just can't remember what she said cause the last time i talked to me we spoke about this kind of caramel kitchen counter-top block inflection that noone had ever heard of and the other people inside me just couldn't believe they were hearing what they were!?! alright, so just nonplussed in a totally spruced up old spice kind of way. i mean we're just kids you know? so how are you gonna say it??? and actually doing it????? OMFG!!!! i so.. i didn't even really understand that when you lay a sheet of paper on the floor, i mean, you really have to know what you're doing...it's..it.. if the corner touches a few millimeters from where you could have set it down then you might just have fucked it all up...cause you know you could have set it down in this one spot but you actually set it down where you did and i mean, come on.....thats the happenstance of a lifetime! so really you lucked out after all, see, cause with all the potentialities, instead of doing something one way you did it another way!....admittedly, im no expert... buuuuttt from what i hear thats what they mean living the life.........swear T gawhg!!!! so, you know...and just now too!
ps: not later :)
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Isaiah and I are Currently In Illinois. Who lives nearby these days? If you know Us, you know we're silly but nice.
Fri, January 26, 2007 - 7:41 PM
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If you don't know us (in person) yet..... well gee, we're swell company. Let us make friends! Let us make plans! respond! respond! thank You!
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Murmuring and discovering some peace and quiet or not quite unquiet in the midwest (the citylife took all the lithium outta my battery, so I came back to recharge and work on some projects with my beautiful Husband Isaiah).
We wanna make friends, we're eventually going to make the dash to Chicago, but prefer with wylie woods first. Please say hello! We don't know a goddamned soul! Ecstatic Rushing, Loud, Big, Gushing, Blushing, Married Married Married to the Brightest Plot Of Woods Ever Grown. My Husband is Untouchable. Undamaged Snow Drifts, Bouncing Deer Ass away with some Corn and my Heart beating in His Thighs. I'd slit my own throat for him. I'd Slit YOUR Throat for Him. I'm a very nervous old woman inside. It doesn't mean anything, really. Just bored and heartily boring. I Love: My Husband, The Erse Monertre PRONEH shuffreshht Words Reading Writing Sexuality Yelling Making a mess that I won't have to clean up Movies Typewriters VHS everything Imaginary Friends and Drinking. (and of course, so very very very much more) (and upon looking back at this profile, being a pretentious asshole that had ought to be shot, goddamned, I'm important, huh....) I'm a Happy (non-uppity) Vegan. I'm a breathing person. Constant Epic Grand UnSultry Panic. Over Sensitive Creep. Too Much Skin Hardcore Sentimental Romantic, worn back to front and resolv'd, recompenser husband, husband, husband..... I am married green and brown, red and gold to A Magickal Creature. If you've come looking for trouble, continue looking, I don't want to be your trouble. I don't "stay in" well and typically am bogged down with fears of being too still. I'm an acidic closet fascist type (seriously) that bases my opinions on deeds and values and virtues and morals and deeds and accomplishments, not race or gender or annual income. I value Stability, Reliability, Honesty, Non-Fractious folk and non-flake types, intelligence, wits and compassionate people as it is the sort of person I hope to one day be myself. Kind hearted, but terribly closed up. Insecure to an almost comical degree. Easily made wordless and stumped by my shyness. Cynical and not one to argue. I'm difficult company to keep. A hard person to know. I'm Strange, no really. Who really cares? I like to try to be social. I fail continually. A Closed Mouth Gathers No Foot. If You Write Me A Letter, I'll Read It. If You Buy Me A Drink, I'll Thank You For It. If it doesn't work out in whatever sundry way, I don't mind, and you should not either. Mostly, I'm a fucking Idiot, uncool and not very smart, and I think most of those around me are aware of this. Oh nothing important, and my life will most likely reach a dull pique when I get shot in a 7-11 while a 14 year old tries to make some fast dope money. OR when my third (or first or second) ex husband drags me behind some bushes and strangles me with a lamp cord (lamp still attached).
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