Rad Bod

I don’t want to be controversial I just want me.  I want myself so bad it feels good (so hot its cold and vice versa).

“Must be nice to get paid for sitting on your ass.”

“Get up and work!”

I don’t know what would happen if we kissed so I’m not even going to begin to think about it.  I thought that you might be tired of me and that made me tired of you so I just forgot about it and had a pleasant time.  I almost got it and then I didn’t and then I did.  Maybe this is all going by too fast.  What happened to the art?

Darling, Pardon my Confusion

And the green faced woman tried touching my altered hair. Should I be scared or should I be disturbed. Either way they’ll never be happy.  Thank God for the people who are straight minded and are able to voice what I wish I could voice!  I know exactly what this body of mine wants. But I don’t want people to think I’m crazy, so what I want will be my cleansing secret.

Sometimes I feel so suppressed, so inside out.  I want to go to a movie by myself, I want to eat at a fancy restaurant by myself.  But tonight the gateway to the end of my suppression was a dandy little thing called internetz and the secondhand CD from my mom.

And I just want to sit and talk about the weather and how we feel.  We could even have a girl talk if you want.  I don’t know why I’m proud of that but I can’t help it anymore can I?