" I simply stopped
writing of truth
when my truths
no longer sounded
triumphant"
I painted a picture for her yeasterday and it's lovely. Even the flat-mate loved it, which she seldoms does. I am drinking pepsi from a measuring cup, I am too lazy to wash dishes. I don't remember when I stopped loving. I have been having sex dreams everynight. I am no...
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writing of truth
when my truths
no longer sounded
triumphant"
I painted a picture for her yeasterday and it's lovely. Even the flat-mate loved it, which she seldoms does. I am drinking pepsi from a measuring cup, I am too lazy to wash dishes. I don't remember when I stopped loving. I have been having sex dreams everynight. I am no...
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I thought about her all night. I thought about the use of arms on hips, bathroom stalls, movie theaters. I could almost hear her scream.I can almost taste the sweat. I dreamnt about it Everything black and white, except her lips. All I can think about this morning is her, her from behind, her on top, her walking around my house in black panties, wearing...
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neon:
days of war nights of love helped my life a lot. it made me feel like i wasn't alone in my way of thinking. after i read it i quit my stupid mall job, broke up with a boy that didn't love me and didn't treat me the way i deserved, picked up a few things and moved to NY. hehehe. a great book indeed. 
myownbrain:
I would love to hear your dream about anne sexton
"a little pain in my heart, just won't let me sleep, where can my baby be, oh lord, where can she be...."
Otis Redding is the most beautiful man in the world. The honest of his voice, the pain, the sorrow felt for all the men who can't sing it....not pretty, like a girls in the magazines, but beautiful. Tragically beautiful, Like a woman you...
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Otis Redding is the most beautiful man in the world. The honest of his voice, the pain, the sorrow felt for all the men who can't sing it....not pretty, like a girls in the magazines, but beautiful. Tragically beautiful, Like a woman you...
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myownbrain:
that dream about sylvia plath is just about the hottest thing Ive ever heard.
nice to semi sort of psuedo meet another pisces.
nice to semi sort of psuedo meet another pisces.
frigga:
i like you because if i were a guy i would want to be just like you.
but maybe rich.
but maybe rich.
I had a magical dream.
Being the big man that I am (in my dream), wearing brooks brothers pin strip black polished shoes. I had written a survival guide for disadvantaged hipsters.
She had said she was gutted, cold veined, calculated and hollow. I pardoned myself from the table. Washed my hands in the river bathroom. Returned with my answer....
"I don't mean to intrude...
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Being the big man that I am (in my dream), wearing brooks brothers pin strip black polished shoes. I had written a survival guide for disadvantaged hipsters.
She had said she was gutted, cold veined, calculated and hollow. I pardoned myself from the table. Washed my hands in the river bathroom. Returned with my answer....
"I don't mean to intrude...
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alexys:
i dont know about living through my dreams.
they always make me uncomfortable..
and your welcome.
they always make me uncomfortable..
and your welcome.
lunabelle:
That is magical alright.
Got sick this weekend. Which is lovely. Super duper. Bookmarked my favorite Bukowski pages. Tried to sleep. Played hockey. Wrote three poems. Ate nothing. Drank apple Juice. Played chess and won.
like the old song says....the suns gonna shine on my backdoor someday....
like the old song says....the suns gonna shine on my backdoor someday....
Maybe, I could tell you of tragedy. I will be your storyteller. You will have no need for movies or records.I will tell story after story and you will stop to wonder if you are now one of those stories......
Maybe magic isn't enough. This morning I listened to St. Thomas by Sonny Rollins.
I had a dream about the Enola Gay. It was shinning...
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Maybe magic isn't enough. This morning I listened to St. Thomas by Sonny Rollins.
I had a dream about the Enola Gay. It was shinning...
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miss_piss:
i'm going to be jonesin' so you better be writin'...
alexys:
the enola gay?
I have never been good at writing in journals. I often tend to list off the list I did during the day. It's a terrible habit. Today, I wrote a poem. I still haven't showered, though I brushed my teeth. I am going to sell my self on e-bay. Everyone should have a pet Brien. I currently look like Charles Mingus, circa 1951. 
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miss_piss:
now i'm self conscious... the misspelling of underwear was purposeful...
boynamedsue:
It's ok. I spell everything wrong.
I sent out 14 submission this week. M. got a bike and I want one. I saw part of frigga's boob. My day has been lovely. I book marked my favorite Brautigan pages. Did the dishes. Made lunch. Forgot to Shower. Ate gummi cherries. Smoked a few cigarettes and drank Pepsi. I am part of the "next" generation. It is full of sluts and pillow...
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gobuildinhell:
Brien, you couldnt be any better if you tried. I guess the fact that you dont makes it REALLY cool. anyways, i am more than happy to help you find a bike. You are one of the best, the rare, the smart, the sensible, the one who has EVERYTHING under wraps, and just doesnt know it yet. You are lucky.
and i'm a rascal