April 30, 2014

reading scarecrone

idk why i'm not doing this on tumblr but this feels more comfortable
i'm v high rn
just read the first 6 pages of scarecrone in the bathtub and decided to get up and 'blog' abt it

have ingested: oatmeal, two cups of coffee w almond milk, small piece of weed candy, a lot of gravs

can't stop thinking abt gab hoffman's eyebrows
really want ice cream from this place in homewood that my friend bailey took me too when i was really high and sad but happy to see her
want melissa broder to be my mom and daughter and sister and best friend
want melissa broder's hair to be made into a cute blanket w fur on the inside so i can sleep under it while i watch reality tv and try to decide which girl on the show is the prettiest, which girl i'd want to be best friends with, and which girl i'd want to be

favorite title: How to Give Head to a Sick Person

will someone order me one of these and send one to melissa broder and order one for yourself

from scarcrone: I call it sex/because I don't know/how else to say/terrified of dying.

biggest sexual fantasy: being 16 w melissa broder and dressing slutty for halloween at a big party w a lot of drugs, nothing particularly sexual actually happens

want to watch a documentary abt feeders with melissa broder, amy mcdaniel, sarah jean alexander, and mira

should i be linking these ppl, idk

want to do yoga at a rave w melissa broder
abt to start saying mb bc sick of typing her name like that

felt v emotional while reading poem Power Nothing bc of past conversations abt addiction or recreational drug use/alcohol/sex/w/e w mb

smiling after reading poem Tour

:) from scarecrone: Every woman is the same woman/Azazel's mother is his wife/Who am I?

just stared at the upside down cross tattooed on my finger wondering how it is still there really

poem Dirt Nap made me feel warm inside like dough but skinny

smiling bc : I am a lone wolf/I am a lonely wolf/I make people up/and I eat them

rly loved The Saint Francis Prayer Is a Tall Order

If I am not allowed candy I use my body/If I am not allowed my body I use the internet

thought abt tweeting, 'in the mood to dry hump'

I was never taught to latch/I was born/latching

new favorite title: Knowledge Is Power No It's Not

want to have a threesome w melissa broder and foucault where no one has sex and we're all on a juice cleanse at the beach for three weeks

want to watch empire records naked surrounded by crystals eating ice cream while clutching my copy of scarecrone

rly loved the poem Letter From a Crone

poem Mythic is amazing and I want to type it all here but I don't think I'm supposed to do that

damn shoutout to William James

omg have to put this: I gave them eggs of pantyhose/And a melting cathedral/I gave them black snakeskins/And menstrual sponges/I gave them sainted men/With semisoft dicks/Making it hard/To feel totally fucked

want to read the poem Hope This Helps over and over and over and over and over until I pass out and wake up a hot meditating teen on her spring break

want to google image search 'hot girls throwing up in the desert' and get the perfect image to show for how i feel while reading this

laughing bc: Men lay out the wine and incense/for my memorial service./I wanted there to be no wine/but I am dead.

here is me wearing a shirt with pictures of meat on it while holding my mouth open bc i'm obsessing over my teeth this summer



May 16, 2012

I really like these three poems by Mike Young

the language twists like the best rap songs but better

here's his blog if you haven't read more of his stuff: http://mikeayoung.blogspot.com/
buy his book of poetry


things I want in the room with me right now:
Mike Kitchell
Dr. Pepper
drugs



April 27, 2012

give me head until I'm dead

my dad met Project Pat before I did


June 21, 2011

interview with my sister


me: how old are you?
maggie: six

me: what did you do today?
maggie: i played with my friend, she came over today.

me: who is it? 
maggie: emma 
me: emma's not your friend
maggie: she's both of our friends


me: if you could do anything right now what would it be?
maggie: can I watch tv
me: yeah I guess
maggie: okay, yeah

me: what's your favorite song?
maggie: firework by katy perry

me: do you like rap music?
maggie: yeah

me: why?
maggie: because it's fast and I like fast stuff


me: do you want to get married?
maggie: uh, no
maggie: one time did you do that?
me: what, get married?
maggie: yeah
me: uh, no 
maggie: don't you have to do that though? get married?
me: no
maggie: well what do you do then?
me: just live by yourself or with friends or something

maggie: what time is it?
me: 7:45
maggie: is 3:30 daytime?
me: yeah, i guess

me: where do you see yourself in ten years?
maggie: what does that mean?
me: like what will you be doing in ten years?
maggie: what did you do
me: uh, just like driving and going to high school and stuff
maggie: i don't know. maybe going to disneyworld


me: do you like school?
maggie: uh, yes


me: do you want to go to college?
maggie: did you go to college?
me: yeah
maggie: yeah, i do
maggie: do you have boys in your class?
me: yeah
maggie: me too

me: what do you think college is like?
maggie: do y'all sing?
me: no


me: what are you scared of?
maggie: a snake

me: what's your favorite smell?
maggie: what's your favorite smell?
me: i don't know i like rubber and leather kind of
maggie: yeah i want that. is that the same as your shoes?
me: kind of

me: do you ever think i'm annoying?
maggie: no (laughs a lot and says 'annoying')
maggie: why'd you do that question? you did some good questions. 



me: what's your favorite food?
maggie: probably taco casa
me: what do you order there?
maggie: chicken tacos, do you like chicken tacos?
me: yeah, i get chicken burritos

me: do you like eating?
maggie: yes, i love eating. it's so fun. but i don't like to get fat, i just want to tell you that.

maggie: not going to get fat and have a baby
me: you're not going to have a baby?


maggie: do you want to have a baby
me: no
maggie: WHY
me: i just don't want to, do you?
maggie: i want to have a baby boy and a baby girl

maggie: hey madison, do you think i'm annoying
me: no
maggie: do you like the smell of my hair? smell it
me: yeah, do you?
maggie: yeah

me: i'm going to put this on the internet
maggie: okay, i don't care
maggie: do you know some people and they don't know me?
me: yeah
maggie: are they going to say 'that little dumbo' what if they say that?
me: they won't

maggie: little dude, ask me some more questions
me: which one of my friends is your favorite
maggie: you know that one that's a nurse
me: yeah
maggie: well i like her is it danielle? or joelle?
me: no it's amber
maggie: amber is pretty and she's funny sometimes, do you think she's funny?
me: yeah
maggie: does she ask you questions on the computer
me: sometimes

maggie: is amber the person you were texting a minute ago (the person i was talking to on chat)
me: no that was sara
maggie: who is sara
me: she lives in california

maggie: do they have boyfriends?
me: yes
maggie: why do you not have a boyfriend?
me: (silence)

maggie: does amber have a boyfriend?
me: yeah
maggie: well one time i asked her if she had one and she said no

maggie: was she trickin?
me: uh, i don't know

maggie: (to my stepmom) hey, can i sleep with her?