Category 2000-2011

The Highs of March

I got this piece of advice today: “Be zen, D”. I agree. I finally let the storm slide off of me and roll down into the gutter, where it belongs. I am as Zen as can be. No tears. No… Continue Reading →

And because I really am an jerk sometimes

These are the events: Francis left. My boy is gone until Thursday. I can’t find my debit card. I cried to Candy, and I cannot seem to stop. I can’t stop eating candy, mostly because it’s cheap, and half because… Continue Reading →

I am queen of CON cessations

I have been doing a lot of that thing we do when we don’t want to hurt or insult our friends or the people that they know, lately. I have conceded to accept a cessation of drama, because I am… Continue Reading →

I really do love my friends

I do the “I love my friends” post often enough, but it’s nice when someone tells you something that makes a lot more sense in the grand scheme of things. Mr. D is one of the most brilliant minds alive,… Continue Reading →

and more…

Anyways…words are knuckled on the side of my brain, waiting to drip down in explosion out of my mouth. I got asked to runway model this fashion show in town next Friday, at a bar no less, and I am… Continue Reading →

Metaphors for Bores

I just got through watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind with Francis, who had never seen it. I love that movie, so well done, so creative and a such a flexing middle finger to the normal format. I think… Continue Reading →

The Valeries and Valkyrie of my life

I realized something: I only hang out with homos. And it’s true. I don’t wax about having a lot of friends. The people I seem to see the most all possess the same universal quality: they are homosexual. Valerie, Valerie,… Continue Reading →

Yeah, it’s very early, isn’t it?

I sat staring at the clock for two hours, then I decided it was time to get up, deal with my things finally, get my Ebay packed up and ready to roll, as well as wet my appetite for the… Continue Reading →

Okay something very very funny

So I realized a few things. I sling the rules aside and write like I want. I have always done that, twisted what I want, been accused of that new bullshit kind of writing, whatever. I firmly believe that those… Continue Reading →

I thought about my comeback

and then I decided not to care. I support the whole anonymous posting capabilities ability, and enjoyed even those who came out to unveil themselves. It would be very un-Deanna of me to hold grudges or freak out on people… Continue Reading →

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