bee

stone cold from the infinite trojan horses my comrades have left for mee. swollen from the rancid verses they conduct. life is bitter sweet in the fact that it is one disappointing blow after another. the depths of outsiders' vacuity could potentially outshine the sun, and maybe i wouldn't have it any other way. if you are what you eat, as the old saying goes, i guess that makes me the combined pride of every well wishing fool in town. a sea of unattractive faces, with even less attractive minds.

happy things about life: i have time for mee these days! OMG. i actually was able to read yesterday without interruptions. i am pleased with the people i have known since i was like, forever, and how much they help mee remind mee of mee when i have been amongst those who have been projecting there own interpretations. its like fresh air, but not on NPR.

hmmmm i am going to go to swingerzZz...out ofthe east side... feels odd but good.



feeling nostalgic:

hedwired reminded mee that this song exists, i miss voices like these...my personal brittney spears


i said whats goin on to the world this monrin' in lou of this song.



how i knew i was bee when i was wee!!! i love the end.


every girl where i grew up loved to sing this with her best friend and conceptualize future failed relationships.


this video feels like my head.