i am changing. myself. for the better. seeing it right now makes it necessary.i sometimes think i feel i am better than most reduction in deify equals all the right in deny egotist tick must stop and end before it gets too carried away with the brilliance. when i was a kid i hated myself….
i was adopted. when i was 6 months old..so long after birth because of cystic eyes… i talked to my birth parents for the first time last week..my mother yesterday and wednesday and my father on saturday. strange coming from so much and thinking so little to have everything come careening down into my face…I…
strange it is how people can get so defensive…While it is admirable to stick up for every motherfucker that gets modified as being an intelligent being..I think its wrong to think that the same societal problems don’t occur in reference to a community full of modified people…we are no different or better than anyone else…
I changed my mind late last week, after being surrounded with all things creative..and the breathing and pumping of the way this city breathes..everything in it exists because the whole exists…I tend to think of it as a circulatory system..and it’s not my time to go…I found passion wrapped in a package labeled for another…
hmm…I had the confirmation and all that shit but…ick…I had this last minute plan and it kind of fell through…I’m not going to Toronto…no place to stay..blah blah blah…thanks to the KITTEN for being such a sweetheart to volunteer to pick me up an all that shilly ding dang..my wanderlust will take me to cali…
I can go..I can fly there…all up to miss DV I guess..hmmmhmmm…who else is planning on going I wonder…hmmmmmmmmmm…I like trips..uh huh
she died..rather, they killed her since she didn’t participate in the shenanigans of the wierdo club..she just worked there..but, apparently that was not enough..so they decided to give her job to a professional dominatrix and offer her a shift that was taken by another previous obligation..so they murdered her at the beginning of a week…
yea so i finally got the photos from the convention i cut all my hair off and bleached the shit today so these are of the former deanna rock it
strange the ethics involved in dressing like a hooker. i dressed sort of along those lines the other day convention time and i have been feeling ugly which along its superficial aspects may make me fucked up the worry over whether or not i could see myself as attractive i am lonely i suppose and…
my mind and beef-jerky-fied little heart has won the marathon again, twisting with every salted wound I lost my best friends over 2 years ago now lost and lying on beaches like the softly sanded glass coming in the drowing, faces rinsed in rouged blood from the sounds of the screams, deadened like balsa wood…
