When I grow up I want to be A bird. A beach bum. porn star. nun/monk. poet. mad scientist. madame in mexico. sleeping beauty. mother. mermaid. moonshiner. evil genius. the virgin mary.
secluded.
happy.
FREE... real.
Sated.
Hallelujah.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Confession 8: the words of a pagan
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Amanda is...
Amanda is...
A list. Because I love lists.
Amanda is...
Irritated.
Because? I don't want them, I want you. And what you want makes me want to scream.
Flattered.
Here's the line: "you're not like other girls. you're better." If only.... *sigh*
Lucid.
Why is this notable? Because I would rather NOT be lucid. I'd rather be drunk as fuck in some stranger's bathtub.
Dirty.
So, so dirty. Unfortunately, I'm not sharing the details. I'm tired of sharing. Fuck sharing.
The End.
Oh yeah.
Call if... a) you're the stranger with the alcohol and bathtub b) you'd like to fuck sharing with me, or... c) you've found my lost imagination.
A list. Because I love lists.
Amanda is...
Irritated.
Because? I don't want them, I want you. And what you want makes me want to scream.
Flattered.
Here's the line: "you're not like other girls. you're better." If only.... *sigh*
Lucid.
Why is this notable? Because I would rather NOT be lucid. I'd rather be drunk as fuck in some stranger's bathtub.
Dirty.
So, so dirty. Unfortunately, I'm not sharing the details. I'm tired of sharing. Fuck sharing.
The End.
Oh yeah.
Call if... a) you're the stranger with the alcohol and bathtub b) you'd like to fuck sharing with me, or... c) you've found my lost imagination.
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