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I don't presume to know what life is about. I simply contemplate ways of living happy and free from superficial desires. But I can't. So I judge, and I envy, and I overindulge (in cunnilingus and Indian food) and I shop at the Gap and wear make-up. I am a sinner. But I've learned not to judge because I have nothing to envy. Global Economics will no longer afford me Gap, and there will come a time when make-up becomes a simple decoration instead of an illusory sense of security. What's wrong with overindulgence. I will always be a sinner.
12/05/02
After everything, I thought I'd passed the inert state of self-doubt. Yes, it's possible, my insecurities resurrect.
June thinks I'm lonely. How ridiculous is that. I am suffering from a self-inflicted dry spell. That is not loneliness. God, I'm so jaded. Maybe I just need an orgasm.
9/02
We judge what we don't understand. We devalue the obscure. We walk with the crowd because it's safer and we don't accept those who choose to skip.
Fear not the presence of me
For I am not you
and YOU are beautiful
5/02
I wait, patiently, for my hero, my imperfect knight in shining tight leather underwear, whoever he/she is... to meet me at the library and sweep me off my macroeconomics books. I'm sure there's at least one Maxwell out there ready to rock my odd little world.
100% Woman, 90% odd
Attention: 21/F seeking M/F with goals and philosophies for conversations over tea.
email at Anaisyd18@aol.com
Or if you're simply interested in a sexually driven cyber-friendship, e-mail me with any major credit card number. if not. I'll understand
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AN EXERCISE IN VANITY
the doctor said it's not contagious.
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