who AM i ? and what the fuck am i doing up that early? at least i woke up on my own. fuck an alarm on a sunday...
happy new year, vulnerable one. here's what you've been lately:
busy/lazy
in charge/fumbling for clues
teacher/student/goof-off
dork/fireball
hungry/satisfied
exhausted/electric
i've been going to work, teaching yoga, teaching teachers, taking on a mentor, taking on myself, PLUS paying rent and catching up with real world hoohah. this involves waking up fucking early and lots of sacrifice. lots of reclusive moments where i try to use angry moments to propel me into productivity. procrastination is a funny quality to have when life doesn't allow you to be a procrastinator any more. i still laugh at dirty jokes and puns that have double meanings. a bag of money would make things easier but would have no effect on the joy in my life. i want a banana split. i want to be massaged to sleep and wake up with someone that i have a crush on next to me. i want to feel like i got enough sleep everyday. i want all of my food to taste delicious. so shall it be!
i want a man to casually date and have sex with and have dibs on. and he'll have dibs on me.
i want to be kissed hard.
all my men are far away right now. namely, Nevada, Boston, and Tacoma. fucking tacoma.
haha.
i am drinking tea.
i just finished playing with my yoga website. for being temporary and a blog, i like it a lot.
i am happy. i love life. i love the cycles of it. i'd love to get laid soon. sex everywhere. all positions. hmm. i love MEN. i want to be touched in the naughty way.
i will think about this on the drive to my sister's house.
and it always boils down to the gettin' some, doesn't it?
another one to add:
guttermind/demure little lamb
that is all for today. rock, biatch!
