January 2011
i just went downstairs, grazed a tart with my finger and went back to bed.
mirror
i’m reminded of what an avoidant/irate asshole i can be when i speak to my father. hmmm all of this daddy talk is making me hungry.
December 2010
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well im glad i didn’t kill myself.
so i'm starting a cooking class next thursday
Hello, I do have an odd phobia with egg yolk. I can cook with egg, but I have anxiety about eating a dish where I can clearly see the yolk, such as deviled eggs or aioli sauce with a rich yellow color. Your weird student, Karen
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i don't even know how to dim my screen.
i finally have some new friends to show off and my incompetence in computers is as glaring as the reflection of my laptop in Black Face’s face.
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i want to take a picture of my next character, Black Face, so bad, but there is a giant glare.
come and let’s play together in the bright sunny weather let’s all go to gullah gullah island gullah gullah island
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after all that was said and done, i ended up going to the grocery store to buy honey mustard and aioli sauce. i am currently in my bed again, wearing a bootleg snuggie with the Gullah Gullah Island theme song stuck in my head.
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feels like my face actually changes colors when people piss me off. i wonder if in all these years of repressed anger, i secretly inhabited a power to kill people with the touch of my face depending on mood level.
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just kidding. still on the fence.
ok i’m either “babysitting” my friend’s girlfriend tonight or doing ecstasy. guess i’ll get out of bed now.
what is your favorite sauce for onion rings?
my ass is skewered on an iron fence about ecstasy tonight.
Three pieces of advice I'm about to give other...
coketalk:
1. You can’t be crippled by an emotion unless you’re the one doing it to yourself.
2. Just because your issues have a name it doesn’t mean you’re aware of them.
3. Assholes are gonna violate the social contract. You can come to expect it. You can even be prepared for it, but don’t ever get used to it.
notdeepdownsouth:
lets play a game
how far into diamonds verse on rock yo hips can you get without taking a breath!!??!
i can get to skittles but i have weak lungs my doctor says im almost asthmatic
got up to “honey bun”.
i’m attracted to becoming a transpersonal psychologist. i don’t know what the deal is with linking that field to spirituality, but the thought of allowing non-violent, psychotic patients to ride out their delusions seems like fucking fun. i’m also good at empathizing with people i don’t know in my personal life so i don’t think i’d suck at it unless a patient...
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as a reward to myself for a whole year of sobriety
i’m highly considering doing ecstasy tmrw.
i wonder what it will take to get the flashbacks of aioli out of my mind. fuck me. i’d rather be afraid of homosexuals. this is just embarrassing.
the only thing i really want for my birthday is that nobody call me.
“A person of good intelligence and of sensitivity cannot exist in this society...”
– George Carlin (via growingupindie)
RIP George. I love you, man.
(via lesbianoutlaw)
i just read entries from my journal of last year.
one day i’m talking about suicidal thoughts and the next artificial insemination used to breed white tigers.
i just made aioli sauce that tasted pretty good, but i threw it away because i was there to witness that it was made with two egg yolks.
i just cried myself awake. seems i can’t successfully block things out anymore even in my sleep. isn’t black friday today or something…whatever it’s called. wait, it’s not thanksgiving. good morning.
i stole two gingerbread cookies from my brother’s room and twirled out singing “it’s on his rice. it’s on his rice!” i will not lay off the Yerba Mate.
no one has done anything notably terrible to me except unintentionally annoy me and yet i feel like knocking someone’s head off.
occurring thoughts this holiday season
am i supposed to be feeling something? how hard could intimacy with inanimate objects be?
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On the difference.
dearcoketalk:
What’s the difference between a whore and a prostitute?
Whores put a price on their principles for personal gain. Prostitutes just put a price on sex. People who think prostitutes are whores are the kind of people whose principles are based between their legs.
i wonder how many asses one would have to lick to work for the white house.
makeyoubald:
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