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Mar. 15th, 2007 | 01:09 am
mood: drunkdrunk

you Wednesday night drunk el jay rant: what do dyou do when a bunch of preppy peole take over the middle of the dance floor and take pictures and mock the hand movements?

give up?

YOU KICK THEM!

(gawdamn!)

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Dec. 10th, 2006 | 05:44 pm
mood: excitedexcited

rasputina's tonight!!!!!

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candy is dandy.

Dec. 4th, 2006 | 01:39 pm

wow. i never made the connection that your liver is believed to be the seat of emotion. then drinking really does have that corralation -either in allowing, releasing, or dispelling emotion.

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Nov. 16th, 2006 | 03:31 pm
mood: thoughtfulthoughtful

"Part of us believes the new car is better because it lasts longer. But, in fact, that's the worst thing about the new car," he said. "It will stay around to disappoint you, whereas a trip to Europe is over. It evaporates. It has the good sense to go away, and you are left with nothing but a wonderful memory."

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Nov. 14th, 2006 | 04:00 pm
mood: optimisticoptimistic

mmmm.. the smell of cigarettes on an autumn afternoon.. makes me think about skipping school...

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LOL

Oct. 11th, 2006 | 04:33 pm
mood: gigglygiggly

"The standard diet of a meat-eater is blood, flesh, veins, muscles, tendons, cow secretions, hen periods and bee vomit. And once a year during a certain holiday in November, meat-eaters use the hollowed out rectum of a dead bird as a pressure cooker for stuffing. And people think vegans are weird because we eat tofu?"

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beautiful and sad.

Oct. 4th, 2006 | 03:02 pm

"Time is changing and so are devotees, they don't have so much time and they live very far," said Gopal Pujari, a priest at the revered Vaishno Devi shrine in India's northern state of Jammu and Kashmir.

"But they have devotion in heart and despite all the constraints, they still remember God in any which way they can."

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Sep. 21st, 2006 | 02:43 pm
mood: sleepysleepy

"you have a picture of life within you, a faith, a challenge, and you were ready for deeds and sufferings and sacrifices, and then you became aware by degrees that the world asked no deeds and no sacrifices of you whatever, and that life is no poem of heroism with heroic parts to play and so on, but a comfortable room where people are quite content with eating and drinking, coffee and knitting, cards and wireless. and whoever wants more and has got it in him- the heroic and the beautiful, and the reverence for the great poets or for the saints- is a fool and a don quixote. good. and it has been just the same for me, my friend. i was a gifted girl. i was meant to live up to a high standard, to expect much of myself and do great things. i could have played a great part. i could have been the wife of a king, the beloved of a revolutionary, the sister of a genius, the mother of a martyr. and life has allowed me just this, to be a courtesan of fairly good taste, and even that has been hard enough. that is how things have gone with me. for a while i was inconsolable and for a long time i put the blame on myself. life, thought i, must in the end be in the right, and if life scorned my beautiful dreams, so i argued, it was my dreams that were stupid and wrong headed. but that did not help me at all. and as i had good eyes and ears and was a little inquisitive too, i took a good look at this so-called life and at my neighbors and acquaintances, fifty or so of them and their destinies, and then i saw you. and i knew that my dreams had been right a thousand times over, just as yours had been. it was life and reality that were wrong."

-herman hesse

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redrum

Sep. 19th, 2006 | 03:30 pm

I tried again I fell again to find out for myself
It hurts for a life time
Your picture rests there for a lifetime
And for a lifetime I will dream of you
I prepare a mantle inside of my heart
With your photograph to sooth the scars
Unable to be erased unable to be forgotten
As I grow older I will dream

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well

Sep. 12th, 2006 | 10:15 am
mood: awakeawake

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