Monday, April 26, 2010

woman's intuition

It crossed my mind you were dating her. But I knew it for a fact when you described how her dog would run out to the garden and "freak out" in the rosemary and then come back inside smelling of it.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

the outsiders

Tough, loud girls who wore too much eye makeup and giggled and swore too much.


The girls who were bright-eyed and had their dresses a decent length and acted as if they'd like to spit on us if given a chance.

I always assumed I was a Soc, but maybe I've been a Greaser all along.

kell on earth

"...and he was just like that perfect kid that you want if you're a power girl to roll with you. cause they can just hang out and go to your events and they look cute and they just want to fuck and have a good time..."

when oh when will i be a "power girl" with my very own "kid"?

jane austen

A doubt of her regard, supposing him to feel it, need not give him more than inquietude. It would not be likely to produce that dejection of mind which frequently attended him...Nay, the longer they were together, the more doubtful seemed the nature of his regard; and sometimes, for a few painful minutes, she believed it to be no more than friendship.

I used to be a Marianne, now I'm practicing being an Elinor. So far, so good.

it's not me, it's you

'nuff said.

just about sums it up


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