Monday Jul 13, 2009

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I have been listening to far too much music lately. My heart and head is swimming in song.

I'm drying out in August. Dates to be determined, but it is time for me to hit the sober trail. I think it will be post Stone Brewing's 13 anniversary party.

I miss my folks really bad lately. I miss NJ. I want to walk the boardwalk and get pizza and walk on the beach at night. I want to go to the diner and drink too much coffee. I want to stay up all night playing video games with my brother.

So..birthday is in 15 days. Buy me a pony, bastards.

Cosi is hot, you should check out her set in MR.

I feel like this site is full of boners lately. Like someone shot a bunch of retards out of a cannon.

Anyway, off to slumber.

Story time.

SPOILERS! (Click to view)
She is sitting on the bathroom floor. Magazines filled with tall, slender more attractive women surround her. Pages marked with what to buy, what to look like and what to think. Thin. Thin. Tiny. Sexy. Thin.

She ate too much last night. She threw up even more. There was nothing left. She was empty. All of her was flushed down the drain. Broken blood vessels fill her blue eyes.

Off to retrive the vodka to sustain her. Salt in the wound of her soul. She flings herself aroud the house dancing, and singing. Crying and cutting apart the photos of the girls she wants to be.

Dead. She wants to be dead. She will be if she gets her way.

God help the girl. God save the queen from herself.

That man holds her up. He is a reminder of the good that won't falter. He is her brillant building in the middle of the ghetto. She stands up straight and let the doctors get a good look at.

Pills, food, focus, yoga. Let go of the idea that you have to be perfect. Be perfectly flawed. Let help in.

So she falls backwards. Her stomach is churning from all the acids and nerves.

In her head she is held by him, but she is holding up herself.


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greaser:
1. It's not possible to listen to too much music.
2. SG has always been heavily bonerated, or at least it has since I joined.
3. I should stop making lists. It's dorky blush
toothpickmoe:
As long as she keeps wearing those tiny outfits for the results show she can stick around as long as she likes.

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