You can't leave that comment, take down that picture, tell that person to stop sending you things like that. I'm fucking 25 and I feel like a fucking child being told how to act and how to play with others! This fucking sucks. I'm starting to get anxious from all this shit! "talk up Disney, post up more Disney photos, don't be friends with that person, request this person as a friend!" I can't be my fucking self and it fucking sucks!!! Thank God only my close friends know about this site and no one else! I swear I'm 10 seconds from smoking some fucking pot! " Katie, I'm sending you a menu on what you need, and only need, to eat this week and what work outs you need to do." I've gained 10 lbs to fucking spite her!!!! Seriously!!!!!


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Subtract freedom of speech

So, so much for freedom of speech. If I try to express myself on Facebook I get an INSTANT phone call from my mother, telling me to take it down. "you don't want your future employer to read that." "you need to be thinking of your future". I feel boxed in. Then she tells me I don't sound ok. Seriously?!?!?! I just had my freedom taken from me! Why WOULD I sound ok after that?!? It pisses me off that I'm being constantly monitored. I feel like a diplomat minus the $$


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Geek Love

"Stupid strappy girly things, don't you fucking sparkle at me. Go back to college and become something useful—like Tevas."



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Six!!!!

Yay!!!! I have all my babies!!!! Napping in the same place and getting along!!!!


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Five....

I have 5 animals in my bed right now. All I need is for momma kitty to get her skinny prissy ass in here and I'll have all six of my babies cuddling me! Still, 5 is still more than 4.

This is one of the best moments of my life!!!!









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What I like

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Boredom


Real Belle


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Kisses


I need a present


Pretty


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This is what happens at work, running your ass off


Mmmmmmm champagne....free chanmpagne


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These are kickass

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Split

It happens every now and then,
I hear the words I need to hear,
Coming from the tiny speakers
That I've shoved into my ears.

The crickets setting the tempo
The wind dancing across my skin,
Reminding me of conversations, summer nights when I stayed in.

My heart is split between home and here,
I'm cut in half
Two beds, two lives, and I live in between my porch back home
And this strange new world I knit.
My heart is split

As sudden as the onset of winter
As natural as the trail mix they all eat
This untamed and icy place I live
Has swept me off my size-nine feet

I read non-stop to quell the absence.
I drink too much, I fall in love too fast.
Obsessively collecting songs and details,
Nothing's gone but nothing's lasting back home,
Before I moved
Back home, before I got here. Back home with the people who loved me my twenty years.

I'm split
I'm home but I'm still here
I'm cut in half
Two beds, two lives, and I live in-between
My porch back at home and this strange new world I knit.
My heart is split


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Keep calm.....

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