Scars and Hearts or maybe Hearts and Scars

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incidental music and superchunk dreaming

it’s hotter than a motherfucker outside. thank god for fax machines which make even bartending hunt work easier. and movie theatres. my dog i think has to shit. i have neglected her today it’s too hot. mark is cool. he… Continue Reading →

THIS MEANS YOU

i spoke with mark. my birth father and finally let him know about the tattoos and random fun facts about my life. and it seems to be going well, in the sense that i said “yea, well bet you didn’t… Continue Reading →

im not the type. of girl. to steal your boyfriend. i swear.

i cried last night while at true, complaining because that was my night, a night i worked for 9 months before being ousted by some fuckin cheese ass mother fucker who i would not fuck. he is gone now, and… Continue Reading →

simplistic is the way to the end

i met a guy last night who seems to have some of the same ideas in music and sound in what he wants to do as I do. maybe he makes cool shit. i screamed in the bathroom with him… Continue Reading →

deep thoughts by bla bla smiley (mm hmm D)

i am changing. myself. for the better. seeing it right now makes it necessary.i sometimes think i feel i am better than most reduction in deify equals all the right in deny egotist tick must stop and end before it… Continue Reading →

tied in strings..my body sings

i was adopted. when i was 6 months old..so long after birth because of cystic eyes… i talked to my birth parents for the first time last week..my mother yesterday and wednesday and my father on saturday. strange coming from… Continue Reading →

everything undone again

strange it is how people can get so defensive…While it is admirable to stick up for every motherfucker that gets modified as being an intelligent being..I think its wrong to think that the same societal problems don’t occur in reference… Continue Reading →

my small clicking box has been electrified….

I changed my mind late last week, after being surrounded with all things creative..and the breathing and pumping of the way this city breathes..everything in it exists because the whole exists…I tend to think of it as a circulatory system..and… Continue Reading →

anotha plan bites the dust..unh unh unh…

hmm…I had the confirmation and all that shit but…ick…I had this last minute plan and it kind of fell through…I’m not going to Toronto…no place to stay..blah blah blah…thanks to the KITTEN for being such a sweetheart to volunteer to… Continue Reading →

I can go to toronto but should I

I can go..I can fly there…all up to miss DV I guess..hmmmhmmm…who else is planning on going I wonder…hmmmmmmmmmm…I like trips..uh huh

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