Thursday, May 7, 2009

um.. so.. you can find me here now....


um.... yeah.. not to ditch you blogspotters or anything....
yeah..

kay.
see ya.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

us except accept you

listen to these people.
talk talk talk.
no, really, listen.
crap shit crap.
open your ears.
ignorance stupidity nothing.
your ears aren't open.
how do you hear?
what you expect?
is it true is it fictional
why! do you hear nothing.
?
why can't you see their words?
you see their lips moving     
        wrongly.
   
       close your eyes.
open your mind.
they aren't wrong. they
aren't stupid. they aren't
what you want them to
     be.
they just speak in tongues that
see it that hear it that feel it 
    you me her life

differently.

open your mind.
read our lips. 
accept them us life

taste it. this way. that way.
hear our us pleas,e

Monday, April 6, 2009

"The Empty Memory"











[click it!]



this man's work never ceases to amaze me.

[click me for more]

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Personality Test.

"The Dreamer"

-You are introspective, private, creative and highly idealistic individuals that have a constant desire to be on a meaningful path. Driven by your values and seek peace. Empathetic and compassionate, you want to help others and humanity as a whole. You are imaginitive, artistic and often have a talent for language and writing. You can also be described as easygoing, selfless, guarded, adaptable, patient and loyal.


that is way too accurate.
I'm scared.
how is this possible?
quite a few of the answers aren't even that accurate because i couldn't decide which option to click! which happens to be part of my personality.
and yet, the description of me.
Heck.

every single part is true.
every.single.part.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

simon is helping.

the internet hates juno.
no that it's possible.
because juno is unhatable.
me, on the other hand, i love juno.
her sex is on fire.

here's some pictures that juno made.



















Saturday, March 28, 2009

busybody.

Right now, i am probably the busiest I have been all year.
What's scary about that is, not that I'm ridiculously busy,
but that I seem to be coping.

I don't understand how it's possible.
I have so much to do.
And most of it's not done yet, but I've started it all.
And I have a job now.
Which means I have less time to do it in.

But I'm kind of ok..

WHAT IS THIS MADNESS??

Friday, March 13, 2009

Spill.

I don't have any secrets.
Not from you, anyway.

I like a boy. There. Happy?
I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me back.
But I can't stop liking him.
I like him a lot.
and it's stupid. I feel awkward about liking him,
because even if something did happen,
I wouldn't have a clue how to be a what's expected.
I don't know how to freaking kiss.
I'm seventeen and a half and i haven't been kissed.
Pretty sure that's some sort of sign.
Maybe I'm unappealing.
Maybe my inexperience is unappealing.
Maybe I should stop caring and just run away to Honduras and volunteer there for the rest of my life. I'll live off the scraps of food I give to the kids.

or something.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Dear Mr. Wilde,

My Dearest, Oscar Wilde.

I write to you today after spending four hours of my life analysing the forty-six years of yours.
It has come to my attention that you are, in fact, awesome.
I would like to officially apologise on behalf of society for you being sent to prison for being a homosexual.
It was wrong, and most people understand that now.
Sorry.

Respectfully yours,
Juno.