15 December 2009
11 December 2009
why i am here
today she got naked and shook her tiny ass in my face chanting "shake yr booty! shake yr booty!" she refused to get dressed until we found her fairy costume and then fell asleep on my chest with gauze wings crushing into her back. he was going through my purse and i asked him what he was doing and he said "looking for yr wallet." she said come downstairs, dance party, and i was confident after playing cinderella, cleaning every crack of the goddamn tile floor. my thumbknuckle leaking blood the whole time i am clean and clean and clean and clean.
07 December 2009
06 December 2009
leave the calendar at november
suddenly everything becomes about myself. it is only
& just, me. it becomes life as retribution
who knows it becomes
who have i been who was i then who am i
now?
phases.
how much
control
what need
ever a changing notion
03 December 2009
1 4 1 4 one for
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