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my little Parsnip baby wanting to be a farm girl with overall dress & lemonade so much & doctor found lots of peculiar things of my stomach,rivers of bile and little volcano holes oooh
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[25 of 08] |
 CAR MISSions Originally uploaded by catpillow
eex posted on flickr,doing that silly art-for money business fancy pants. I am kicking myself for asking,but I guess the time had to come eventually HUH.
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[20 of 07] |

listening to Interpol so much time later drags me down somewhere strange
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[11 of 07] |

bluebird died,he liked to drink from glasses so i left them,one was too shallow and he fell in and drowned i buried him with his favorite plastic grasshopper he carried around,and in my favorite hanky
i think of getting a parrot, i wonder how this makes me feel?
why does it feel so bad to replace something you loved,hoping to love it with the same and back? keep tucking my head in everytime,all of these lost loves and new pennies,is it still a true feeling when you do that? i wouldent know yet,but i see it with others and i cringe,i feel bad that one heart is clouded and the other thinks its pure maple syrup? mom says you use them as distractions and then love,is that really fair though
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I caught myself getting into fashion again,lace and funny fur collars and flowery wigs and lipstick i like bones and dirt and pit hair too
gainesville for three weeks on sunday i don't really know anyone there,maybe I'll walk around and meet some cats and bats and ducks and mucks i want to make bed forts for everyone i meet with little paper moons and stars i think everyone should have that
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[18 of 06] |
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faure les berceaux |
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 when i am so tired or so sad,i like putting little clips and bits of sounds and name it after the incident,todays was post office blues stuck my last feather in your box and trotted off i still love you,and you even if you weren't wearing the necklace i made,,
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i love it when my menstruation cycle starts on a full moon
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[03 of 06] |
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[30 of 05] |
today i'm wearing jean shorts and a green tank top i dont know why this is disturbing me so much
i let my bluebird go,i keep waking up at night thinking i hear him,caught or hurt
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my sensory issues are getting so much worse,salty lips and summer -butts on chairs
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[15 of 05] |
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the death of veronique |
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I am writing a story,I think I will post it in tidbits here maybe.I am drawing and painting for it too.It's very silly.And I don't use any of the correct writing skills.I switch tenses and narrarators and my grammar is atrocious and I get my vocabulary mixed up.My paragraphs don't flow at all. Also,I am tired of adjectives.Yes,like the 'tiny pebble' or 'clear glass'. from now on everything has synesthesia and little twitchy eyeballs (oh i used an adjective there! forgive me) I also don't like dialogue.Why do i have to tell them who's speaking and how? They decided to read it,they should figure it out.What good is a story if all you do is read the words and not use your head? I know I get bored reading 'she bellowed 'he grumbled',it feels like I'm writing some schmucky preteen novel it's discouraging and gross.
I'm nursing two baby blue jays back to life,when I come to feed (with my hands,no less,spoiled dumplins') they stick their wings out and flap.its adorable!
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