morrigirl | Yeah, Whatever

I am: much too awake at 5:45 AM

I hurt: my left bicep this morning while washing my hair. Yeah, I don't get it either.

I love: Deepa

I hate: republicans

I cry: when I feel worthless

I fear: death

I regret: nothing

I hope: I get a fucking job soon

I learn: something new everyday of my life

I sadden: when I'm bored

I fight: everyone

I feel alone: far more often then I should

I kill: the illusions of others

I talk: when I have something important to say

I listen: when my friends need me to

I break: my pencil

I fail: Stereotypes and Prejudice class

I see: Mitch Pileggi on my TV screen

I smell: kinda foul right now

I taste: salty

I remember: that time with the guy...and the thing...

I hold: my foot in my hand

I pray: for the safety of those I care about

I walk: a lot

I drive: men to their doom

I read: poetry

I burn: for that which I desire

I breathe: on a regular basis

I play: Powerpets quite a bit

I miss: Tina

I touch: my keyboard

I wish I could learn to: ride a bicycle

I feel: blah

I know: I'll fall asleep sometime around noon and won't get up till midnight.

I wonder: when Mom is gonna get up so I can ask her for money to go buy bagels.

I care: way too much about way too many things

I long: to get my own apartment

I sing: a lot of Michelle Branch these days, much to my dismay

I dance: like, never

I search: for online quizzes, with cute pictures, that I haven't taken yet

I said: I'd make you sorry

I dream: about conflict

I have: a sore shoulder

I collect: postcards and porcelain dolls, and Bratz, can't forget them.

I want: MY NEW COMPUTER DAMNIT!!!!

I fall: for men very easily

I wait: for Mike to come online

I need: a friggin messeuse

I live: in NYC

I die: almost every year

I am not: tired yet

I don't understand: right wing politics