This of the tattoo. When it is irritated or you get bitten in the area surrounding the tattoo, it will often raise, or become dimensional. To the touch. These are the kinds of feelings I have been having lately. Somehow I have found myself in a nice comfortable place with Fetus who has proven himself…
It seems that treacherous term “alcoholic” has taken a new front-seat to the people around me. I myself never understood it too much, that disregard for personal responsibility, and even more so, control to a substance or substances that take it away from you personally. I do smoke pot, but on occasion, to lift some…
I love hanging out with this one-he takes the calm in me and rubs it, eliminating the stress. I have a few more pictures from the night before I went brown, somewhere around August 16th. I would apologize for the size and obstruction on my friend’s pages, but I only have a few (friends that…
So, I might have figured out this whole picture upload process finally. I am including some random unsundry photographs, as a test. I spent last night at a party, or rather under the stairs on a couch at the party. Being one of those people who doesn’t enjoy the party thing so much, it was…
It’s dark. Uh huh. And I am in my dungeon, waiting for the sunlight. Today I am gonna get my photo on and get the ebay stuff prepared for auction. I am unemployed for Labor Day. But Boston is in only 2 months. hahaahahah.
The sun is beaming outside right now, and I didn’t feel a pinch of hotness until I helped haul up her third roommate’s belongings up the stairs. I have decided not to schizophrenically move just yet, so when Joey leaves the establishment (the apartment, that is) at the end of October, I will be taking…
I think I was becoming something other than human while I existed in my dim basement apartment before. Now I wake up with the sun creasing my eyes. On occasion I try to rub it out, wash it away like a stray lash, but these times are rare. Francis ran off to do laundry, a…
I have been spending a shitload of time inside myself lately, examining, recycling, assuming new mes, wrapping them up and putting them away for rainy days. Because it’s a full moon, I feel very scabbed today, wanna rip up my skin, and throw it away. I noticed tonight as I frisked around on foot that…
except myself, of course. I tried to finagle the chinatown bus (the ten dollar express ride to nyc) but it seems as if the insane and crazy have decided to go risk life and limb to go protest the crazy republicans. It’s interesting to me that they picked such a venue to try and pimp…
today was one of those fresh stodgy dump-like days; a good testament and reminder of why it was i left this god foresaken place. too bad the education thing has been a fixation of mine-i want to get one so i might have to deal with all the bad psychomeanpeople that pervade this place. boston…
