raw: where the shot leaves me gagging for the arrow

hey guy, i'm laughing at you

Fri, 27 Apr 2007 16:17:07 GMT

what is this? cher's farewell tour?

Mon, 31 Jul 2006 06:00:27 GMT

we have designs on purchasing a houseboat. i will continue with massage and he will write screenplays and we'll drift away into a red sky and live happily ever after. maybe next summer?

Thu, 20 Jul 2006 18:37:08 GMT

i read their palms, touch them, and use gushing passionate bloodfuck words. nobody else blends their heart with their beatoff mag. i want poetry in sickness, tragedy in comedy. i want kept secrets and brutal honesty. be that for me now.

Sat, 25 Jun 2005 14:11:16 GMT

You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.
Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.
You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.

For you, comfort and calm are very important.
You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.
You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.

The World's Shortest Personality Test

Mon, 29 Sep 2003 01:50:56 GMT

the last time i saw you, i was wrapped around someone else. as you left our apartment, you called me a whore and i hissed that you were the lousiest lay i’d ever had. while that’s half true, i forgot to mention that you were the most loving sex i have ever known. to this day, i reflect on that and smile.

proverbidioms, t.e. breitenbach 1975

Tue, 16 Sep 2003 17:51:30 GMT

"the way to a man's heart is through his stomach"

Mon, 15 Sep 2003 04:02:55 GMT

"no jean, the 't' is silent, as in harlow" - margot asquith

Sun, 14 Sep 2003 06:29:09 GMT

thought of as an aloof ice-princess, few get close but those who do find a passionate woman who is a dedicated ally and steadfast friend.

which french actress are you?
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tuna opportunist (wardrobe)

Sun, 02 Mar 2003 08:31:59 GMT

thirtysomething charlie prefers his dinner dates to be audacious. he eyes his plate, as if to say, "you are appropriate for pad thai, not michelle rodriguez sponsored by GQ". he studies my face for reaction, probably wishing i'd say something clever, so as to hasten the uncomfortable moment. nothing.

Fri, 28 Feb 2003 18:50:25 GMT

he's such my husband, little hooker baby. only nobody gets fucked and when i'm drunk he reminds me that my nose needs powdering. but seriously, where would i be without tony blonde?

upon rearranging the furniture, we found old pictures of me. i sort of freaked out, and felt graceless. i need to take care of myself.

Tue, 11 Feb 2003 18:35:09 GMT

i cry recklessly

Wed, 05 Feb 2003 07:13:41 GMT

cried walking, cried eating, cried wiping myself.

Sat, 25 Jan 2003 21:05:56 GMT

i fell asleep beneath a lifeguard station last night. the lights from the ferris wheel and pier were just enough that i managed to read both witch baby & missing angel juan. it was fairly cold and the santa ana winds were unmerciful. when the sun rose, i stretched and collected shells until my zebra print purse was full.

entwistle

Fri, 24 Jan 2003 10:44:44 GMT

tonight i jumped the fence and climbed the "H"

Sat, 18 Jan 2003 19:02:52 GMT

it is unusual for me to feel like part of the universe. swimming beneath the cancer moon did just that. baptised, cassie said. let's drift to baja and unlearn everything. remember the lucky jackallope? yeah, like that.