"...well the sun in the east and the moon reflects
like the knowledge and wisdom i manifest
if you wanna go to heaven lay upon my breast
i'm jaded."
--Erykah Badu
(that's what i got out of it, anyway)
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ripping on my dad
oh how my wrists and eyelids ache
what is all the rest worth???
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man, frida kahlo is sweet. i got to see "the little deer." i can't believe it. it's so tiny. probably smaller than a sheet of notebook paper. georgia o'keeffe pisses me off. i wonder if that's why georgia krapface painted a cross. their styles would actually be rather similar, if only georgia #2 (probably changed her name for that purpose) would stop trying to express her non-existent passion. go on, georgia krap, you know you want to. go ahead and paint some nondimensional hills and skulls. it's the best way for you to be prolific. go ahead, just start spitting them out. just like the food you ingest. ("eat" is definitely not the word for it.)
emily carr is neato, though. canada must definitely be somewhat interesting. interesting enough not to have spit out a bunch of productive workaholics. i'm sure that canadians have better souls than americans. they allow themselves to just enjoy what's up there. except for alanis morrissette. what a fucking idiot. some progressive female.
anyways.
yeah, so why do so many interesting women have to be bisexual? god. i hate it. I HATE IT. what the fuck. i'm going to turn christian soon enough. because i'm so disgusted with deviant sexualities. augh. i am definitely a misogynistic feminist. i suppose it does all sprout from my egotism. WHY THE FUCK DID I HAVE TO BORN INTO THIS FAMILY
ripping on my dad.
there were so many goddamned lesbians at the exhibit. and some hippie girls that would probably "experiment" and be lusted over and not give a shit because they still had their boyfriends and were going back to jmu on monday or something. anyways, i was afraid to move two feet because the rooms were so small and so jam-packed with lesbians. augh. I HATE LESBIANSSSSS I HATE THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
can't you see me jumping up and down.
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i wish i could make it all invisible and hurry up and fly
i need to achieve that
if i can fly than my life will be complete
and since i've already affirmed to myself that life has no goal, than i can't achieve it. it is not possible.
"the futility of life"-- stupid book i read in fourth grade by lois lowry.
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celebrating my fifteenth anniversary.