People smiling and posing piss me off.

tossed out the window, of love's El Camino

i should probably stop getting high.
words- ani difranco.

yesterday i looked.
today i smelt horrible shit.
day before was slightly better or something.

time to look for a cliff to jump off

today i said lol, and am now sitting in the same room with the person whose influence it might have been, and who i said it to.

so who needs help defining pathetic, again?

I now know how to be sad and not be weighed down by grief at the same time.
I dont remember what i started out to say, maybe it was about love this time as well.
Or about touching imaginary noses etcetera. I liked all that. It made me happy.
Reality checks make me stable, though.
I liked knowing love.

I'm doing the music equivalent of reading self help books.

drill me to the ground.

I got sunshine in a bag

chirp chirp

So when i lose (something), i go and get myself a new camera, for it can perhaps get me a new kind of art to sell as a deceit.

wooFuckinghoo

how cool am i.

"Even though it all went wrong, I'll stand before the Lord of Song with nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah."

- Leonard Cohen

oh, im so foolish.

in other news

  

hell i love ffffound! :D

Not the 100th post.

So, look who's ridiculously bored. Look who also cannot use Photoshop anymore. Look who has, however, finally learnt how to do the stupid sunrays thing.

I need a lot of things and one of them would be something i already have but cannot consume because im at home. I have a new harddisk, and a new skirt. It is very fulfilling to have yourself given a back massage and I need fulfillment of just that craving right about now.I dont need to get into crabby mood and suddenly, ranting seems to be getting me closer to one of those moods.
Should stop and will.

Happy Birthday Jim

and boy, were you hot.


(OK WE ALL KNOW ITS NOT HIS BIRTHDAY I WANTED AN EXCUSE TO PUT UP THE PICUTTTTUUUUURE AND im lame like that)


and well, HAPPY 100TH POST TO THIS BLOG, however :P