difranco

Late to sleep, late to rise, lying here watching the day go by.

your eye make up.. how little it is.. your hair.. such a mohawk pictures never capture.. clothes suitably loose but close enough to feel femininity. hard to believe ones self is beautiful no matter how many times one is told. until it kicks in.. the realisation that this, face, eyes, note, mouth, fingers, kiss, touch, thought, breath is it. under surgery if one so chooses - this is it. this is me.
....love me..


And her conscience lit a cigarette and jus stood there; waiting for her to cry..

i have an interview tomorrow at three, a group interview - a first i do confess - how should i act.. apparently speak out.. oh.. a drink will b needed before i enter that room.

rant;
how much of a gay conscience do you have if u are queer? does the word dyke or lesbian annoy u if u are female.. or faggot or poof if u are male? spending time with a friend and his boyfriend ive begun to see how his boyfriend -k- is changing him -r- .. all for gay rights i declare myself a fully fledged queer - what i dont do is fly toward bright lights like moths towards death. k believes in gay rights, he also believes we have more rights that straight people. this has started to annoy me.
it is one thing to be gay, another thing to flaunt ones sexuality like a pair of dirty pants in the eyes of people who are unable to afford pants.
it is also another thing to start changing your boyfriend so u like him more. deciding where he shall work, the clothes he shall wear and how he wears his hair. this might suggest said boyfriend has little mind of his own let alone a choice.. but to have a choice one must be heard by controlling party.. k talks above and puts r down.. i fear for my friend.
on the selfish note i am annoyed because danny and myself never get to see r without k, r neglects his friends for his *lovely* boyfriend.
oh
end rant.

I'm sure i will calm down soon.