what’s wrong?

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid Disorder:	High
Schizoid Disorder:	Low
Schizotypal Disorder:	High
Antisocial Disorder:	High
Borderline Disorder:	Moderate
Histrionic Disorder:	Very High
Narcissistic Disorder:	High
Avoidant Disorder:	High
Dependent Disorder:	High
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:	High
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sorry

so much to do and no mood to do it

this PMS has brought on HOT FLUSHES
and i mean getting all sweaty under the pits
and all the other little bodily crevices
kinda hot flushes.

i’m disgusting.

everyone assures me it will pass
and i can go back to my sweat-loathing days
and continue my GROSP (Get Rid of Sweaty People) campaign.

but oh my god, this inner heat is killing me.

all hot and bothered, i tell you, i’m irritable these days.

=poor boyf=
this post entitles you, the boyf to a day at the zoo with me.
yay! lucky you! congratulations winner!

lazy sundays were made for me.
(meowww.)

i need some girlfriends! time
or park nights.
but some people dont care about me.
YOU i MEAN YOU

hmmm. my blog stats show pretty heavy traffic, : ) everyone’s a voyeur aren’t they.

its always nice, being on the outside looking in.
(hello stalker, are you friend or foe?)

its nice to know
little darling
that i’m still the first person
you run to
when your world starts
to shatter around you.

i hope the couple massage did you both some good.

123

we drove into the horizon, you and me
the road seasoned and broken
tar cracks and lines that are no longer distinct
the air crackled with static
of the radio of you and me

we fought for breath, for life
for those molecues of poison air
that filled our skins
and tattooed across our fingertips
the road rolled along

no junctions up ahead
only the long road to nowhere
and yet everywhere that we want to go

you and me
123 kilometers towards the horizon
i close my eyes
(and you’re gone).

can everyone’s who’s linking me update their links pls.

:)
the rain does wonders.

carrie&zee&me!

today was a pretty good day,
hanging at p&b after months..

one half of my fairy godlovers
and the other someone i start counting
from today.

loo loo skip to my loo!

[zow wee! i got 133 hits 2 days ago.
how come i don’t have 133 comments??]

maybe it’s because i had a relatively early night,
i feel like i’m walking on sunshine today.

a thousand yellow daisies.
bright light, and a little skip in my step.

no reason. no reason at all.
isn’t that great?

little pug, little pug

you think i’ve forgotten, i haven’t.
and everytime i see you i’m reminded of the scar
your knife left in my back.

dont be silly, it wasnt because you were my friend–
you weren’t.
it was because for nearly half a year
you made someone dear to me believe i was something
i wasn’t.
you didn’t understand– you didnt understand me, or the dynamics,
or the history, or the players in the game.
and you stuck your stupid fat little nose in
and acted like you were the queen of the frickin world.

i dont care for your scrunched-face smiles.
turn your face somewhere else.