Friday, March 25, 2011

theres just that one burning question..............


G.Luxx art from germany. thnx Christoffff. i made such creative kitchen efforts today. turkish coffee latte honey brew. and my japanese lunch dinner dish. i am a superfish. xoooxooxoxo so much fun with my boiz . bitchin gin drinkin and dance dancing. like this.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Nee tu sei qualcosa di magico...

tell me more tell me more. going to meet with my ex lover later and this and that. drinking with fluffy friends tonight under radioactive cLOWds. i have such toxic dreams. im overwhelmed by missed connections and mixed messages. its really all so beautiful swirling in my brain like plum brandy and hot cherries with chocolate. songs i burried due to their EVIL CONTENT, are coming back with determination and a fresh drive. leaveburried or take out for a dance . Je ne sais pas mon cherie il est trop compliqué.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

second hand reasons for a second hand you.


one little suicide and two deaths.first hand. a bit much for a week . end . and how dare you haarp the japanese you filthy fucks. upset. on the other side of the happy planet, ME. as moth to a flame. but a rather weak flame. for distraction. for entertainment. bam. how can you be jealous of my vanity? silly gus. but how can you not . im beginning to understand your suffering .

Saturday, March 5, 2011

are you still dying, darling?


we decorated the bride like a xmas tree. it was my job as best woman. and i did reallllly reallly well. i had to not lose the rings and hold the flowers and was told to stand behind her..and i suspect secretly was supposed to catch her if she fainted.. thus i maarriied her off to be a marry merry loveberry ! then i hung with Dee. cuz i really reallly wanted to. . we went to a bad show . mixed trash. peoples ran into me and spilled their watery driink on my boobles. that was exciting. i love intentional bitchyness.. i also ran into the broken record that keeps torturing me with the same boring song whenever we meet. i love him a little for the effort, but not enough for anything else . i love the ladygirl that paints the morbid pictures. the eric was my prince cuz i really really really did not love dee's friends at sneaky dee's.cabbed and drunk dialed all the way home. like a happy sailor.////// i neeed to be what you hate me to be. sorrrrrrrry

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

your money is no good here.

one is Bloooooooooooming. or so one is told. and i can tell for so it feels. im writing a supppperrrrrrlong esssay. its exciting. except i lost my voice again and jamming helped my overalll health but not that part. also i wont say a single negative thing, because the wisest boytoy ever says really smart things to me that calm and control the . e. e anger. butanyway vesna finally moved into her own apartment . and i dont have to be an angerball of fits and injustice speeches ive grown tired of CONSTANT debates and conversations. re=reading the geneology of morals, cuz im having difficulties graspinggg the completeand utter LOSS of such . not just in specific fields or areas, although it simply $old its soul on a grand scale for human disquality. . but in general / a mouse with morals is RARE., and if i hang my coat up WHICH I NEVER do, what will i do/?? // speaking of nonfiction, Say Clifford E. Carnicom is a clever muffin looks like a wizard too but KNOWS! he knows!!!!!!!!! , stillll i am way ahead of him in mine own research. indubitably ///////// and thank you life for the simple pleasures.