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Best of love and luck to all the SG folks headed out on the Burlesque Tour. Fuck shit up, ladies.
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What I think about when you let me come inside you. The song in question is "I Want Wind To Blow" by the Microphones.

I listened to this song for the first time on a boombox in a building on a college campus no one cares about except for me, in a room cluttered with equipment some people know how to use and posters and...
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morgan:
have you read "the god of small things"? That's a good one.
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the smells are what get to you the most, they seep in and won't leave, you can wash until you bleed, scouring every exposed stretch of skin or cloth and it won't go out, it's like sexscent, you can't get rid of it until you replace it with something stronger and just get used to it against your nerves, dulling it with softer fabrics or...
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the once was once was what. these are some sentences, or fragments, these are codes and figures and ciphers are lies, i need truth and there is none right now, yes i speak in metaphor, i'm simple at heart.
stormy:
my lolita storm cd just broke. my friend stepped on it. i threw it at her afterwards
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Please, no comments about how much worse your family life is than mine. I know it's worse, fuck off. This is simply the culmination of years of events that just keep on resurfacing, this isn't just one incident. In any case, I don't make you feel guilty for being upset, return the fucking favor.

Something about my father today, when he called my hair "unpresentable"...
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shalyndria:
Don't worry. If we all lived up to our family's expectations we would basically become our parents... Sometimes it's like the only way to please them is to become them, and we have to break away, they have to get pissed off at who we are, that means we are creating ripples in their way of viewing the world, that means we will create tidals in the way the rest of the world views everything. To be the kind of person they don't yet understand is to be the kind of person who can change this world, who can make something, mean something, teach things, discover and reveal things that past generations couldn't seen. Don't worry. You aren't doing anything wrong. Remember that.
(forgive me if that was none of my business!!!! just wanna help!) blush
shalyndria:
You're welcome.... if theres anything I understand it's having a halfway decent family who can still manage to piss me off and hurt me like no one else! Yur not alone! wink
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Written last night at a coffee house in Des Moines.

The first time I ever saw Frankenixon, I was standing around at the Octagon (my Ames heads will know what I'm talking about) after I'd just played with Witches of Weir, killing time at one of those shows where it's just the bands playing for each other simply for the joy of saying we were...
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had a very, very nice time with an ex tonight, roaming the streets of the lower east side and Ankeny and getting harassed by the Ankeny police for parking at the high school to talk.

the last time we'd spoken in person, it must have been two or three years ago, because i have it in my head that we went out on a non-date...
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stormy:
well you better be in town when we come back from tour!
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please send your most positive energies to me. my flight leaves in four hours.
alyssum:
I'm thinking good thoughts for you! Hope you get lots of good presents too wink
babyblue:
Positive energy sent. Your flight has left by now. Where are you going?
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this is ichor, flowing over rounded shapes and leaving telltale trails in lines on the remains of dead things, when i say dead things i mean dead heights whose apexes scraped the sooty bellies of heavens and connected the impossible to the thought, when i say the thought i mean the told tales of idle idols (there should be an idyll there, if you remember)....
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babyblue:
Hey, nice to meet you at the PDX party the other night. The first half of your entry reminds me of a Ted Leo song. smile
pihka:
That was a very beautiful thing to say...thank you. *smiles*

They actually sell Aarikka mugs over there in the States?! My, my. The world has felt alternately very small and very big to me during the latest week...its strange. One moment its very clear to me where I am and the next moment im completely lost again. wink
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My sex drive came back suddenly, catching my neurons and blazing a path through my imagination as rudely as you can probably imagine, riding a wave of caffeine and misplaced hormones straight down into the depths of the more salacious parts of my id. The return of my physicality, however, was not enough to resurrect my emotions, leaving me in the interesting position of being...
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oldschool:
freekin word smith
wreck it
miloryan:
Your occupation should be writing many many books. You majored in english right? You are so not even close to inadequate but your journals make me feel that way. I wish I had such great command of the english language. Rock on my literate friend! smile