Tuesday, March 08, 2005
beauty of mother nature
ah believe me, wanna be as beautiful, go thru labor and have a child. still bent on staying fruitless. my dear, one day, this fruit of labor you will find urself craving. one day when uve had enough of everything else. oh like i know. but im expecting lestat. not expecting,yet, of cos.every friday. friday might be difficult. i'll be online most of the days ya. esp when im in skool. oh its a minute to six heures du matin, my man, whose boyish side's been recently discovered by me, is sleeping right behind me. i feel like im in a marriage. oh yes, domestic. daily lil things we share : e block kitchen, my room, his room, bus rides, money,nightmares,ghostly huanted runs arnd skool, my laptop, songs, his pictures, stories of you poeple, gay encounters of his at california/ swimming pool,experimental aglio olio, pillows, XXOO, kopi, fats (mostly mine), quarrels,box of tissue, bad breaths, movie analysis, expectations, desperate housewives, my timtams he ignores, his cigarette smoke i stay away. im so uncomfortably comfortable. oh boy and girl man and wife. we're certainly tended towards the latter. my dears, am i not married to this man??????????
fo fen fa. fing fe fong fa?
niggers,chinks,bananas,aussies,hongkies,cheetahs and parrots. the universe will unfold in its own right. cut the racial issues. watch harold and kumar, featuring a cheetah near a white castle. haha i like it so.
allow me to type what i have to learn for i cant read on my own.
argh
les amis a qui j'ai ecrit sont d'accord.
les amis auxquels j'ai ecrit song d'aacord.
A, pour, sur, avec, par ... + qui ----
o je quitte. i quit. be back when i can properly blog
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