February 2012
2 posts
“If we cannot find the glory in a woman’s menstruation (evidence of her humanity)...”
– no. fuck you. fucking menstruation is not proof that a woman is a human instead of a robot. the fact that she is a goddamn human is proof that she is a human. fucking weirdos. burn in hell. kthnxbye
~love ranter
Good So Far
Mackintosh Braun. Listen- to it.
This semester- om nom. Great classes. An A-paper already. Reading some books, jerking to some good music, stalking some sweet meat.
It’s been…good so far.
January 2012
2 posts
“You find it more difficult to divide the booty than you did to conquer...”
– Princess Bagration and Metternich
December 2011
10 posts
DOCTOR WHO CHRISTMAS SPECIAL
“Crying when you’re happy. So human. Humany woomany.”
“There are no sweeter words than these; nothing lasts forever.”
Birds. This is about birds, because I am afraid.
There were two parks near my old old house, and they were positively stuffed with birds. There were playgrounds and stuff too. But mostly birds.
I remember…one day we went to the smaller park after it had rained. All the benches and slides were dewy wet. The mulch dark and spongy. A stone wall surrounded the park, the kind made of sharp...
“Ooh, now what’s this, then? I love this! A big flashy lighty thing....”
Before I had my dream, I lived in a small brick house in the middle of a tiny town. We lived by two parks and one of my aunts. My aunt had a yellow house and a basement full of laundry. My cousin and my older siblings would play down there- cowboys and indians…that kind of thing. I would sit at the top of the stairs going down to the basement and watch the goings on. Sometimes they invited...
I Don't Want To Die With All These Stories In My...
For two years, my body was an empty vessel. I only merited a soul with my first memory. I was two or there abouts- my first memory was a dream. I am aware of happenings before this, I can recall them, but I was really truly alive- me -that night when I woke up from my dream.
Like I said, I was around twoish, and my dream was about the three little pigs. They wore lederhosen, they sat on top of...