| PUBLIC/ 05 March 2015 / 12:00 am/ I say fuck a lot. |
 !(I post a lot more stuff publicly now, but still like new friends.) Current Mood: sealing. |
| PUBLIC/ 07 October 2011 / 12:49 am |
 "Softly," 2011. Digital. I really love having a graphics tablet! I use it sometimes (so far, way too rarely). But I drew this thing, and the photographer who took the source image liked it! Aw. |
| PUBLIC/ 17 October 2010 / 2:42 am/ Imagine me saying all of this to you in the deodorant aisle at Target. |
 Oh my god, you guys, hi. LiveJournal is definitely still over here! I am the worst and always forget, because I spend all my time spitting my every thought into Facebook. Though these days, I keep a lot more to myself because I'm all heartbroken and shit, and it's hard not to become The Sad Girl. I never want to be The Sad Girl! So I just post a ton of pictures of myself instead. Close enough. |
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| PUBLIC/ 15 May 2010 / 3:17 am/ Who the fuck is Mick Jagger? |
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| PUBLIC/ 02 May 2010 / 12:59 am/ The marathon is over! It is sad. |
 (Song for Eric) You rest your chin on my head, you say, I'm going to fuck you up, pull your hair. I'll show you how and why you belong to me. I breathe, I say, I'm little spoon. I take orders. We're still but tense. You say, I'll work you over, I'll make you obey. You dig your wide, hard hand into the black bruise on my hip. (Habeas Corpus) The opening reveals only a little. With another hour the body will be nothing but a church, sober and permanent, something large but meaningless. A half dozen men look in, women fold their faces into their gloved hands, know better than to wonder. The body loses its name, its history. They move around it, everyone building neat gods, everyone moving away. |
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