Vodka and Solo Lemon is such a great match.
Tegan and Sara - My Number
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Oh. Come. On.
Don't bloody annoy me with your constant inane ramblings. Shut up already. I don't have time to deal with insignificance, ones such as yours.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
The Menace In Me
I think it's time for a wake up call. I've been behaving like a recluse for the past, I don't know, three weeks? Immersed in a sense of narcissism.
I am churlish. I am cynical. I am unaccommodating. I am niggardly. I am a menace that walks this land. Her stale limpid eyes pierce through my heart. Am I bound to this life, or am I clinging on to it?
Sometimes you think I don't care. Sometimes you miss me. Sometimes we walk together. Sometimes you frustrate me. Sometimes you make me jealous. Sometimes I frighten you. Sometimes you frighten me. But not always.
I think it takes a certain degree of sacrifice. I want to eviscerate myself for you because every glance I steal I feel completely dismantled. I will give you my pulpy putrid mass of a heart. But I am selfish in my reticence. Icannot will not give you the miles of mountains you ask for.
I am a menace. You know it. I know it.
I am churlish. I am cynical. I am unaccommodating. I am niggardly. I am a menace that walks this land. Her stale limpid eyes pierce through my heart. Am I bound to this life, or am I clinging on to it?
Sometimes you think I don't care. Sometimes you miss me. Sometimes we walk together. Sometimes you frustrate me. Sometimes you make me jealous. Sometimes I frighten you. Sometimes you frighten me. But not always.
I think it takes a certain degree of sacrifice. I want to eviscerate myself for you because every glance I steal I feel completely dismantled. I will give you my pulpy putrid mass of a heart. But I am selfish in my reticence. I
I am a menace. You know it. I know it.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Tweety
Is the current favourite. Only because it is free of a certain poison that will hop on the bandwagon.
Two stalks of roses,
Two lines of thorns,
One perfectly hidden,
One out in the open.
Well, lookie here. I can write me poetry sometimes.
Two stalks of roses,
Two lines of thorns,
One perfectly hidden,
One out in the open.
Well, lookie here. I can write me poetry sometimes.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Please Shut Up
I cannot hear myself think. On some days, it quiets down. But today, it gets so loud.
Magneta Lane - The Constant Lover
Magneta Lane - The Constant Lover
Monday, November 16, 2009
Skippidee Skip
For three-quarters of 48 hours over the weekend I stayed put at home and drowned myself in The L Word. And it was great.
For whatever I am feeling right now, I don't know if it's just a phase. There was always this pull factor.
PS: Serves Jenny Schecter right, that psycho lunatic nut case.
For whatever I am feeling right now, I don't know if it's just a phase. There was always this pull factor.
PS: Serves Jenny Schecter right, that psycho lunatic nut case.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Damn The Sore Ears
God forbid if my 70-year-old mother should hear any of this. So my ears are sore. On a brighter side of things, there is this song.
Tracy Bonham - Naked
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I spilled my guts on your best shoes.
Tracy Bonham - Naked
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I spilled my guts on your best shoes.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
WPE 8511
Screw you, egoistic scumbag. I hope you crash your car, paralyze yourself and slowly rot to death into a piece of disgusting gooey mush.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
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