malice, malice baby
too cold too cold.
Reading The Brief Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz and its pretty fucking brilliant so far. I want to get a bottle of wine (or whatever relaxing beverage I can get ahold of) and just finish the book out.
I'm actually reading a lot of really good books this summer.
I've been recreationally reading On Beauty by Zadie Smith.
I love it.
Love it all.
I should write more this summer. More than my requiste one poem a month.
Apparently there is going to be a movie version of Oscar Wao. Well at least there is talk of it.
...and you coming back to me is against the odds, and that's a chance I'll have to take.
What is anybody afraid of.
Fearless.
The more I think about it I want a huge honkin' sidepiece.
I'm obsessed.
About Me
- Xlynn
- I live my life by song lyrics, have a chronic/terminal case of smartassitis and and currently taking medication to combat a particularly hearty strain of Don'tgiveafuck syndrome. I do the 22k in april to raise money for research. I appreciate your prayers. I'm also a sarcastic, habitual liar. ...sometimes. You will be my new best friend if you can tell me exactly what the fuck Paul Simon and Julio Were doing down by the schoolyard, the exact location of Carmen Sandiego, and the real words to "Blinded By The Lights" (revved up like a deuce, you know, a roller in the night?). I will date you if you can name 3 Green Day albums that aren't American Idiot. I'm a handful but my friends love me. good luck!
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