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i'm not going to give up easy

ENFPs sometimes make serious errors in judgment. They have an amazing ability to intuitively perceive the truth about a person or situation, but when they apply judgment to their perception, they may jump to the wrong conclusions.

no shit?!

i won't be anyone's hippie girlfriend. i won't be anyone's indie girlfriend. being a girlfriend -only- is boxing enough, thanks. you should be so lucky.

there are people dying of starvation in the north korean countryside. boiling tree bark and clay to put in their bellies. the wonders of COMMUNism.

i think about you and i fucking weep for all the beauty and purity of it. criminy.

life is really a larger percentage of 'party' than you would assume.

"You're all flops. I am the Earth Mother, and you are all flops. "

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summer looms

Freeway is the sweetest, most darling adorable dog. this is amazing. i think i'll get lonely too soon. there is no allowance for depression in such a space. you go there, you're gone. forces your ass to get up on your TOES damnit. that's not so bad, when you see it that way.

seek knowledge.
embrace pain.
embrace pleasure.
hug YOURSELF.

evidently, i am causing all those bruises on my right thigh. slamming things shut. dumb.

for lunch hour these days i have been driving. down 751. horses, lakes, greenery, farms, folks. i blare The Knife or The Cure. beautiful.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fD-LotJOc0

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http://www.manjulaskitchen.com/
i want to make paneer.

Chris reminds me so damned much of Jon. it is fucking amazing.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0LIO138Z-A
this is lovely.

i have been out in Duke forest bottle-feeding kittens, being cooked for, and reading about ayurvedic healing, the power of myth, and the hare krishnas. i am so....

archetype. you are a magnet. there is no fucking avoiding this. what beauty. what bliss. i am so in love with my friends.

i veganized the pumpkin bran muffin recipe. amazing.

today i woke up to 'lucky number' by lene lovich. so fitting.

lovelove

this is now.
this is here.
you are you.
and i am i.
breathe.

there is no reconciliation. our worlds may touch. but never mix. my beauty means nothing to you. and that is irreconcilable. full fucking stop.

i cannot imagine living in such an ugliness. the chair is your happiness. the boxy window puts a smile on your face. symmetry. for what? simple. so fucking simple. bland. blandness. you don't have my pity. there is no compassion for you. we are of completely different worlds. we don't breathe the same perfumed air. you do not even recognize the air as being perfumed. what could i possibly have to gain from you? i won't lie to myself anymore. romance has no place in this. optimism either. nothing. there is nothing to gain from the other side. i am not in the business of wasting time. no more.