July 2010
2 posts
Numb
It’s bad enough that I’ve had nothing random to tweet the past 8 days, but I haven’t been horny either. Now I can’t myself off. This a fucking nightmare. This is going to sound ridiculous, but I was happier when I was in pain. At least I felt something, whether it be pain, fear, frustration, anger, delusion, randomness… Anything would be better than not feeling. I...
Tears for Twitter
I’ve cried a lot of tears for the people of Twitter. I wish I could find words as genuine as my emotions, but I’ve never been able to express myself through words. Instead, I say nothing. I cry for them quietly from a distance.
If my tears were words, they’d tell a beautiful story.
May 2010
2 posts
Princess non se....huh?
Adding to the list of ridiculously stupid shit I’ve done on Ambien: signing up on tumblr. It was somewhere around 3 AM and I don’t remember it at all. There is no possible way I would ever choose “princessnonsequitur” as my name. First of all, I have to look up how to spell the word EVERY time I need to write it. And secondly, I have no idea what it means. I had gotten a...
Less thinking, more doing. The more I think about whether I’m doing this right or wrong, the less likely I am to post something. Maybe in time, I’ll think about what I’m writing. I’ll reflect, ponder and analyze my feelings. I’ll listen to the truth behind my words. I’ll make a conscious effort to stick to one subject and not veer off into wild, random,...
April 2010
2 posts
FUUUCCKKK. I NEED TO RAGE.
Wipe-Out
My mom is Swiss. I’m American. I have to deal with this shit EVERY day.
Mom: Do you have any wipe out?
Me: huff Any what?
Mom: (louder & annoyed voice) WIPE. (pause) OUT.
Me: (bratty tone) Umm.. Clorox wipes?
Mom: (annoyed) NO! WIPE. OUT. (makes a waving motion with her hand.)
Me: (irritated) I’m sooo hot! Why are you asking me stupid questions. What are you talking...
March 2010
2 posts
What else was I expecting?
Surprise, surprise…. I still can’t get the hang of the tumblr. BUT, I have managed to make the background of some page, somewhere, pink! So, Hell Yeah! And that’s, a Pink FTW!
Can we test this bitch, yet!?
