alright, these are the new ladies
although it must be said that the old ones wore a rusty hole in my tin heart, and cannot be forgotten or replaced
ahem
moving on
i have some things that have been rattling around in my boxy head
wondering about what constitutes a friendship
and there are many contributing things to this wonderment, among them the book "spiritual friendship" by aelred
and this bizarre place, Suicide Girls
what, in god's name, is a fucking Suicide Girl
a girl thats just super cute, but in a sort of alterna-dorky way
or that chick you wanted to hit on so bad in twelfth grade, with the blackest black eye liner, but you just couldn't pick up your thousand pound phone
have her say no
and still see her the next day
or is it the first chick to tell you she wanted to sit on your face
and you noticed, while she got ready to perch there, that among the thistles of her pubes and the tiger stripe stretch marks
she had someone else's name tattooed on the inside of her thigh
whatever it is, we come here and look at these chicks
and we have this ASK TO BE FRIENDS thing going on
it scares me, i can't really just ask people to be my friends--some sort of freakout system of validation, i think
i actually like all of my friends
im glad they are, i read their journals and laugh out loud and its great
but i wonder...
thirteenth grade
so anyway, in real life, i have fiercely real friends, who have driven me home from car wrecks and visited me after i got home from jail and missed thier bridal showers, who have borrowed hundreds of dollars and paid it all back, and moved all over the planet and still let me know that they love me, and i love them
but we still have problems
so what the fuck does it take?
it really bothers me sometimes, that after all the heartaches and wonder that humans can experience together, we can still fucking forget what its like not to have a damn thing
nothing to eat, or dream about
except each other
maybe i need some more sleep
but i dont think so
anyways guys, thanks to peeps that are down for real, in a very unreal place
im glad ive got all these great things to read every day
have a good week
although it must be said that the old ones wore a rusty hole in my tin heart, and cannot be forgotten or replaced
ahem
moving on
i have some things that have been rattling around in my boxy head
wondering about what constitutes a friendship
and there are many contributing things to this wonderment, among them the book "spiritual friendship" by aelred
and this bizarre place, Suicide Girls
what, in god's name, is a fucking Suicide Girl
a girl thats just super cute, but in a sort of alterna-dorky way
or that chick you wanted to hit on so bad in twelfth grade, with the blackest black eye liner, but you just couldn't pick up your thousand pound phone
have her say no
and still see her the next day
or is it the first chick to tell you she wanted to sit on your face
and you noticed, while she got ready to perch there, that among the thistles of her pubes and the tiger stripe stretch marks
she had someone else's name tattooed on the inside of her thigh
whatever it is, we come here and look at these chicks
and we have this ASK TO BE FRIENDS thing going on
it scares me, i can't really just ask people to be my friends--some sort of freakout system of validation, i think
i actually like all of my friends
im glad they are, i read their journals and laugh out loud and its great
but i wonder...
thirteenth grade
so anyway, in real life, i have fiercely real friends, who have driven me home from car wrecks and visited me after i got home from jail and missed thier bridal showers, who have borrowed hundreds of dollars and paid it all back, and moved all over the planet and still let me know that they love me, and i love them
but we still have problems
so what the fuck does it take?
it really bothers me sometimes, that after all the heartaches and wonder that humans can experience together, we can still fucking forget what its like not to have a damn thing
nothing to eat, or dream about
except each other
maybe i need some more sleep
but i dont think so
anyways guys, thanks to peeps that are down for real, in a very unreal place
im glad ive got all these great things to read every day
have a good week
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You have two pit??? They are brave?