OLA

What little boys and girls are made of...

If you don't like creative writing, Stop NOw! Welcome to my blog, about spiders and snails and puppy dog tails. I am a true gypsy at heart, stuck in a small superstitious town. This is my native tongue. It's not urgent!

Friday, October 12, 2012

I am broke and I don't give a damn.

I am a pack rat.  I have a Mac.  I have a Volcanic V-jj and Subscribe to Hulu and Netflix.  That makes me Bi...Bipartisan and Bipolar and perhaps bisexual.  I cannot rhyme because I am one big brain that has never really went insane.  My dreams are mixed up in my reality and I have never seen a ghost.  When I was seven I took the host.  Catholicism saved my life... just kidding.  I have got a government sponsored box.  My man can find the button and the spot, so there.  And one more thing I really don't care!  Because I really could skateboard and ski and do a dead man's drop at recess.  And I really can ride my bike with no hands while pregnant.  MY bones are fucki=ng hard!  "Your eyes focus on my funny lip shape"  =Tori Amos

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