What are prayers without answers.........................

What are heroes with out bravery
Who am I without guts and glory
I just want to partayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

optimist, realist, pessimist, leave me alone-ist

hope is dead.................................... to me. haha. hope just makes things crash harder. i just want to sleep into a coma of some sorts.

spirals up

With the way things are going, I can complain, cry, rant, and even go into mourning again. But nope. I don't want to, even if the world tells me I can. This break has not gone the way I planned it. When I don't plan, things don't happen. When I do plan, things do happen, but not the way I planned. It is a loose loose situation. I can never win. I'll laugh about it.

So JayBeanz proposed to me, I think. In my dreams of course. But dreams always become a reality.

kicking and screaming

I miss eating. I miss tasting and savoring food. Work has wrapped me up in a tizzel that I just scarf down my food and move on to the next project, agenda. I miss life. I miss being alive.

Life is so easy that it's hard.

So shut my mouth so I can just listen. Not easy, hard.
Tomorrow, I'm going to eat, eat, and eat.
2011 ----------------------------- BREAK. IT. DOWN. WAH WAH WAH.
Life goes on.

And I can not deny what the stars have set in place that you were made for me.

Shredder, attack

ALIS VOLAT PROPRIIS. 6:56 pm
on ticket master
i was shaking my ass in the shower
listening to a song
dum dum dummmm
uh oh
no good
no pass to the ass
get the druggie on speed dial
Pandora Box 6:58 pm
LOL
ALIS VOLAT PROPRIIS. 6:58 pm
i need a hit
Pandora Box 6:58 pm
ABSOLUTELY
ALIS VOLAT PROPRIIS. 6:58 pm
they don't have any tickets
Pandora Box 6:58 pm
i'll get you one of snider's
ALIS VOLAT PROPRIIS. 6:58 pm
snider
isn't that the rat's name
in that hting
teenage
Pandora Box 6:59 pm
LoL
that was Shredder
ALIS VOLAT PROPRIIS. 6:59 pm
oo
ahahhahaha
puahhahahaha

Maybe it's time to turn over a new leaf.

yumm

Yummy. Skank. Slut whore. Yummmmmmm yummmmmm. Out of it till its time to play.

aughhhh

Beauty and the beast

I feel like a crack whore who always returns in the middle of the night to her lover, sneaking into bed. I feel so loved. Off to work in a bit. My foots touching the space heater. Direct contact.

Baby

It's like watching a really ugly baby, yeah, babies can be ugly, throwing a big tantrum because it can't control everything in it's vicinity. It lived all of its life getting their high by controlling others not through respect, but being a pain in the thorn. O goodness, I tried to connect it to what I would do to my kids. I would return them to their desk for them to chill out. O glah, how I could just ignore this fool. To say that they are a baby would be a huge disgrace to everyone else. Mehh.

In my dream, I had two places that wanted me. My original starting place, and then my old place. I have to say both were nice, but the old place made me feel really wanted and desired. Ahh, always a path way into my heartS. What a beast of a problem, me trying to figure out what's right, and doing what's wrong.

And then there was a huge problem, a debate, a debacle, but through the influences of TPR I mellowed out and kept calm. I do believe my toilet has a leak. Food coloring check I would do if this was my place.

Anyway, J's secret gets discovered and a huge world plan must take place to keep it on the mums. But seriously, it's too much work. Just get caught, deal with the consequences, and live happily ever after.

Off to get ready before it starts a huge fissy fit that'll last for ages.

Happy Jesus Day! Give up everything else and fall in love with him. DO IT!

It's pornographic

This week's wrap-up

"You remind me of my son's girlfriend."
"Don't you just want to stay in bed all day and ...." "No."
It's pornographic, jerk. off.




heh, that made me laugh. if you could see my nails, you'd be envious. i can't wait to sleep in tonight, tomorrow.

Thanks for saving my ears, studds. Meet, the virginS.

Fr-ea-k-a-zOid

I remember when I was in Beijing for vacation we watched a scary movie and I fell asleep on the sofa. I woke up in the middle of the night and it was pitch dark. I had to pee like crazy and was sweating bullets because I was piss scared, quite literally as well. I hated life during those long minutes of time. I started to cry, I think, because I was so scared and the bathroom door was open and it looked like the gates of hell with it being so dark. I peed that night. In the toilet.

I still have pains from the paper cut. Life is good. I had chest pains for a couple seconds just now. Life is good. Sleep is good as well. Nights. xxxoooxxxoooxxoxo

Halo

I love freely, it's quite dangerous, adventurous some might say. It's me, it's life, it's like, whateverZzZz. I have a deep, deep paper cut. I bled all over papers today. It makes me go a bit paranoid thinking my DNA is all over these papers. I went shopping after work. I didn't get much, but it sure took a chunk of my money. I fed Alice today. She eats so much, but not really.

O manz,

Boobs, I was just hit with a thought of cancer life. I started to bawl from just imagining a small glimpse of what life would be with cancer. I'd have no hope. I automatically thought of my little critters. Who else would love them like I do? Tomorrow, I just want to party with them. Play! Play! Play! Throw glitter in the air and celebrate life while eating clementines and water.

Ahyayaya, mama, i'm coming home

ALIS VOLAT PROPRIIS. 9:49 pm
black
and i was who the fucks leg is that
and it was mine
that's it
i thought it was someone's random leg
Pandora Box 9:50 pm
AHAHAHAH
jfweifheiorih;agre
LOL
ALIS VOLAT PROPRIIS. 9:51 pm
hahahahah
o goshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaharama
when are you coming back

pands shirt

love you always pands

Before, sir

O nose...

I didn't really mean to, but it happened. I took too many helpers. I'll sleep o so happily tonight and into the morn. I wanna drop kick something. Something. something.

My pet Wish, the fish...

Just wanna oDdDddDDdDdddDDd from this so it can all end.
No good, no baD.
O Wish, my fiSh.
Not poor, because that's a choice.
I just wanna bang bang bang and lights out for the night.
No good, nO bad.
Good night, hells to the morrow.

I am so, so, so very happy.

I have every reason to be happy. I have absolutely everything to be happy about. Did I mention yesterday was a complete tripazoid. A complete trip, a, zoid. AHYAYAYA. And it was all done a la natural. My head starts to spin when I think about yesterday. Even the nauseousness from watching couples look on their iphones. I want to puke in my yellow bag all over again. Something is wrong.  But I'm too happy to care. Kiss me goodnight.

Bahjahlahmah

I don't know what I'm doing. It's a Winehouse type of day. But I'm having a blast.

Yes, sir. No, sir.

I spent the night eating pizza with my sister's friends and watching Ponyo. I thought I would have to sit outside in the cold when I found out we were watching Ponyo. It wasn't a bad movie. It made me want to be high. I loved the complexity of the movie. I loved the simple dialogue and the pizza with coke. Yum. Then I was stuck in a box for an hour going home. The radio was trash, and I felt like I was going nuts in the car. Getting gas late at night seems so dangerous. Tomorrow Panda's coming to see me. We're going into the city and getting lost. I'm so bad with directions. I love looking at maps. Building a mirage of confidence. We'll see if Panda is still friends with me after tomorrow. I know we'll still be friends. She's too lovely. Ponyo, out. SilVis. My poor stomach is still sick. I will kill it tomorrow so it may r.i.p.

In the car, I couldn't stop singing

it's like i'm pregnant right now, anything goes

i'm the most laziest person in the house, but it's because i set myself all these excuses and reasons. no mas. to the  new year i cheer.

by priscilla p

love, love, love

 

after i read the first paragraph of "the bell jar" by plath i thought to myself that the world would never know of my engenius writing skills. after getting to page four a part of me died knowing the creativity of writers like plath are appalling and that one should never compare oneself to anyone.