Category 2000-2011

dilly dally funkin trunk, get the fuck out of my girlie junk

I I I I…Lately I have been wondering as to my effectiveness and relevance in this whole cyclic pre-apocalyptic bullshit. I wandered northish Sunday early am, attended my sister’s graduation. People at least seemed to pretend that I may have… Continue Reading →

yes, that was me you saw on insomniac

yes yes yes…To clear up any further questions or inquiries as to whether or not I was caught bartending at True for insomniac’s dave atell..And I made him the bitch…Seeing as how I never saw it, it isn’t my 15… Continue Reading →

my latexed ass went out tonight

saw my friend play tonight..some stuff for the crazy folks here in the city… and then me and my latexed ass and bjorn made the rounds n the city…Talked to some homo men with ugly teeth and coked-out eyes who… Continue Reading →

so yea that thing…the thing that will likely get me disowned…DENVER 2003

My grandfather disowned one of his sons and brothers because of some bullshit I never quite understood (being that I was 10 at the time)…So it’s not like it’s so out of family tradition to do so..I was threatened at… Continue Reading →

WE ARE FRANCIS

So after being friskily awakened to make hOmOsexual moaning noises with the Francis in the midst of an 800 number phone call to customer service of the porn site Francis works for, I now have developed somewhat of a headache… Continue Reading →

who’s the bunny…and who forgot how to sleep like a normal person???

hahaha…. Anyhow, as I careen closer to the menstrual flow time, it become apparent to me I turn into a mega bitch who cannot deal within the first few days of the flow… I talked with V tonight about how… Continue Reading →

damn yo, it’s like 1984 all over again

So there’s this new code enabled to warn you if someone wants to track your ass visiting their page, along with some info on other user specifications meaning one does not use the tracking to record in any way shape… Continue Reading →

new shitass with the new shit hair

I tend to manifest my changes in terms of a major make-over of sorts..hair usually is the victim most obvious.. While tattooing may have been an ok answer for me at points, I think if I had tattooed a symbol… Continue Reading →

retardation in circles

I have come to the conclusion that persuing or perusing the men in my life has brought me nothing but incompletion and degradation in terms of who what when where why how…You never know what you want, and when you… Continue Reading →

artificiality to masturbate to

ok, so perhaps blaming the tool is not the way to go about things…blaming the user perhaps is. I just find it interesting and uninspiring how so many people find reason and addiction and inspiration in a device that was… Continue Reading →

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