Sunday, December 11, 2011

bullshit

i am here for bullshit.

i have no purpose in this box...i forgot what i wanted to write about...i got lost in petty, petty thoughts, and lost the perfectly remarkable ones.

i am wearing a red top, and denim pants.  my socks are navy blue.  my cat, sasha, is in the room with me.  she is relaxing.  i am typing, enjoying the sound and feeling of my finger tips clicking on the keyboard.

you are bullshit, too.  when you don't love me you are a waste of my time.  i am amazing.

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...a scared, scary, excitable, hyperbolic, friendly puppy of a girl who is moral and moralistic, puritanical, yet experimental and very curious, ontologically-overwhelmed...a life dilettante with hungry kaleidoscope eyes whose favorite facial expression is "I see you" and wants everyone to love her (even those people who, much to her dismay, get cheap thrills from using shock value as a way to try to get people's attention or to just purely annoy or disgust)...who makes her world statement mostly as a hard-core ethical, lifestyle compassion activist of this, our cosmic consciousness...who perpetually dreams and wishes circles around herself and as a result may, in fact, never actually grow up...thanks Mom and Dad.