1. you may look beautiful on the outside, and surely that won't last
2.your happiness is limited to appearance
3.love isn't true, sex and lust are more of a reality in your life
4.your brains wont get you anywhere, however, your pussy and your ass might
5. respect isn't in your dictionary which might give everyone a clue as to why you don't have any for yourself
6. ultimately, you may portray confidence, but we all know there is something you're hiding from us
7.loose pussy: from favors that get you what you want
8.damaged skin: from makeup, sun or tanning beds
9. broken hips: from wearing heels and TRYING to look as tall as a model should
10.ultimately, a prostitute has more morals and higher standards than you do
Thursday, October 23
more random thoughts-animals
1.I just remembered a conclusion that came up the other day.. I recalled it today:
issue: studying under a tree, sitting on a picnic table, random ants everywhere.
conclusion: the wind was blowing them off the tree branches... and obviously they were all surviving the fall and were crawling all over me without feeling the need to sting me.
2.The deer I saw on the other side of the fence which separated the highway from the wild and extensive everglades. This was on our way back home from Orlando. No, it couldn't have been alive, in fact, It's a statue.
3.The squirrel, well allie's conclusion--it galloped.
issue: studying under a tree, sitting on a picnic table, random ants everywhere.
conclusion: the wind was blowing them off the tree branches... and obviously they were all surviving the fall and were crawling all over me without feeling the need to sting me.
2.The deer I saw on the other side of the fence which separated the highway from the wild and extensive everglades. This was on our way back home from Orlando. No, it couldn't have been alive, in fact, It's a statue.
3.The squirrel, well allie's conclusion--it galloped.
Wednesday, October 22
3 thoughts lingering in my mind
1. I keep seeing people pursuing their dreams, great effort, great creations..sometimes with a success, sometimes not so much. However, I don't know where I hid my dreams to go follow them! Hmm.. Surely I need to find them in order to have the opportunity to attempt success.
2.--I forget now, you're lucky I was able to post at least two things-- Short time memory loss equals me, never being able to remember what I was talking about after I get interrupted.
3. I want to make love to a few songs, I just heard Sexy Boy by Air. Yep, that is one of 'em.
2.--I forget now, you're lucky I was able to post at least two things-- Short time memory loss equals me, never being able to remember what I was talking about after I get interrupted.
3. I want to make love to a few songs, I just heard Sexy Boy by Air. Yep, that is one of 'em.
Tuesday, June 3
Its getting late
Lately the most difficult for me to do is stay organized and being aware of time. I need a routine.
I also feel that I need to keep writing, as though I might forget how out of nowhere or maybe from fearing that there will be a day that I live without noticing.
What I miss the most is my childhood memories, why do they fade?
Is there an explanation to this?
anything?
ugh
Anywhoo, I'm waitin' for my love to call..Yeah it's been a while since I last updated this, but I got more into livejournal. I suppose I get bored of things easily or what not.
So, about him, he is leo, and I didn't read what I wrote about him but I sure saw the picture of us both at the beach.
Right now I'm just starting to type again with my middle right finger and it feels just as strange as it felt when I typed without it after I burnt it.
Scattered thoughts this is all it is, scattered things all over my brain.. I'm goin' to bed.
I also feel that I need to keep writing, as though I might forget how out of nowhere or maybe from fearing that there will be a day that I live without noticing.
What I miss the most is my childhood memories, why do they fade?
Is there an explanation to this?
anything?
ugh
Anywhoo, I'm waitin' for my love to call..Yeah it's been a while since I last updated this, but I got more into livejournal. I suppose I get bored of things easily or what not.
So, about him, he is leo, and I didn't read what I wrote about him but I sure saw the picture of us both at the beach.
Right now I'm just starting to type again with my middle right finger and it feels just as strange as it felt when I typed without it after I burnt it.
Scattered thoughts this is all it is, scattered things all over my brain.. I'm goin' to bed.
Saturday, December 1
Wooo
So for a change I'm posting on this. I don't even think I remmeber the
password to this. But oh well. I can update from my phone. Which is so
much more convinient. Though yeah.. Who cares ljs bettahh .
I'm having such a great time, my life is joyous and I couldn't be more
content or thankful. Ve always been glad for my family being there no
matter what. But now, leo being there is great. So mmuch greater. I love
him.
<3 Sandra
password to this. But oh well. I can update from my phone. Which is so
much more convinient. Though yeah.. Who cares ljs bettahh .
I'm having such a great time, my life is joyous and I couldn't be more
content or thankful. Ve always been glad for my family being there no
matter what. But now, leo being there is great. So mmuch greater. I love
him.
<3 Sandra
Thursday, October 4
Shit
My feelings are so strong that they impact the "healthy state" of my
body.
I've felt this before, I hate it. I'm not making any sense. I want to
fall, deep into a gentle sea, from the highest cliff. Be swayed by the
waves, be part of this magnificent body that doest feel, or can't get
hurt.
I can't stand myself in this way. I don't know why I'd expect anyone to.
to prove their love is true? I never thought I did, now I'm clear of
what my intentions are. Despicable, scum. I feel worthless, and
undeserving.
body.
I've felt this before, I hate it. I'm not making any sense. I want to
fall, deep into a gentle sea, from the highest cliff. Be swayed by the
waves, be part of this magnificent body that doest feel, or can't get
hurt.
I can't stand myself in this way. I don't know why I'd expect anyone to.
to prove their love is true? I never thought I did, now I'm clear of
what my intentions are. Despicable, scum. I feel worthless, and
undeserving.
Saturday, September 22
it's shower,
shower upon the faces of those whose lives are terrorized with criticism.. and contradicting they're own descriptive minds. fitting are their superficialness and once it becomes accepted the natural behaviors begin to become a script.
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