hey.
so, I'm supposed to be cleaning and all of that jazz but goodness it's so boring.
I'm making jello! I'm really excited, it's lemon flavored.
erm.
last night was the best night ever.
andrew, me, soup, hummas, laughing, stupid!
I miss him.
he was so nice last night that I can't believe those holes came from him.
it's like hulk weirdness.
I miss him.
ha, I must mean it, I just said it twice and didn't even know.
it's pretty outside but I've been inside, eating soup and cleaning but not really cleaning but YES I AM CLEANING, but not really.
I really want to start eating organic.
I want to eat from local farmers.
It's sick what's in our food and how everything is from corn.
Idunno, doesnt corn just sit in side of you or get pooped?
whatever.
my hands are dry from chemicals, I want a puppy and you can too!
random shit.
I just wanted to talk.
I think the government is getting kinda crazy.
I didn't vote for obama.
Ron Paul, would be the better man but I don't think theyd let him live long enough to insight change.
congress needs to wake up and get it right.
hahaha, hope and change huh?
it sucks to be white and feel like me, everyone is so quick to scream "RACIST!"
oh, I'm sorry that the opposite of right is a black man.
I think it's all really ironic and sick and enough.
I feel like they win because when I think about my whole life, I become upset and can't I do not believe that 9/11 was done by al quida, we're too powerful for that, there's no way that this happened and we didn't have anyhting to do with it.
Or rather they, them.
andrew doesnt like it when I talk like this, but hitler burned down the reichstag so I mean why couldnt we fly a plane and plant bombs to ruin the twin towers?
it could happen.
I'm going to make the jello now although I don't think thats very organic.
booo.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
we're here.
I laid my eyes on you, your little stupid smile, my nervous primping.
HEY! REMEMBER DISNEY SCENE IT?!
I had played earlier...alone, so I knew all of the answers.
whispering; hey remember our first kiss? you leaned in, I leaned in, magic.
I scooped up your hand only minutes earlier, and I thought HE COULD BE A FUCKING HAND MODEL.
but I didn't want to say, so I smiled.
so many emotions transcribed in smiles.
I could have spoke forever if you'd just read my grin.
whispering some more; he remember when your car was towed and we laid together for the first time?
you've always been warmer than me, and longer.
your arms holding me so tight, I could feel your heart beating against mine and it sounded like, drums.
months after, I'd do anything to tussle your curls at the end of the night when your eyes we're wide with excitement and all you did was laugh and grab me so I'd be closer to you.
you used to sing to me.
you used to get so excited to see me.
we used to be happy, right?
now I just hope we don't fight or that I don't tune you out by accident.
the holes in my wall make me sad, this is a permanent reminder that this caught fire.
there's no sweeping it under the bed or deleting necessary nor possible.
the proof will be there long after the new non matching paint dries.
I miss my blog. I miss my possum. I miss days where you'd text me all day because you missed me. I just, miss.
bright eyes, sleep, fidgeting with myself.
HEY! REMEMBER DISNEY SCENE IT?!
I had played earlier...alone, so I knew all of the answers.
whispering; hey remember our first kiss? you leaned in, I leaned in, magic.
I scooped up your hand only minutes earlier, and I thought HE COULD BE A FUCKING HAND MODEL.
but I didn't want to say, so I smiled.
so many emotions transcribed in smiles.
I could have spoke forever if you'd just read my grin.
whispering some more; he remember when your car was towed and we laid together for the first time?
you've always been warmer than me, and longer.
your arms holding me so tight, I could feel your heart beating against mine and it sounded like, drums.
months after, I'd do anything to tussle your curls at the end of the night when your eyes we're wide with excitement and all you did was laugh and grab me so I'd be closer to you.
you used to sing to me.
you used to get so excited to see me.
we used to be happy, right?
now I just hope we don't fight or that I don't tune you out by accident.
the holes in my wall make me sad, this is a permanent reminder that this caught fire.
there's no sweeping it under the bed or deleting necessary nor possible.
the proof will be there long after the new non matching paint dries.
I miss my blog. I miss my possum. I miss days where you'd text me all day because you missed me. I just, miss.
bright eyes, sleep, fidgeting with myself.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
:x
Tim Kasher, I want to be the first to thank you on behalf of all of us heart broken women. Your voice is going to pull me through, I can't stomach another conor break down in which I listen to the howls for hours sobbing into a pillow. Your execution of the pen to the page is with much tact and honesty. Every whisper on black out is a breath I can relate to.
Sincerely, Tati-Ana Brissett
In other news, the rain in Boston is inside of my bones along with the cold. I can torture myself like no other, not to sound depressing or overtly emotional. In all honesty, I need to be cold before I can appreciate the warmth.
I just wish after that hour with jeff I felt any more better. I just keep tearing up and I mean it's true what those lyrics say, crying in the rain so no one can see. No one knew I was crying, not one person. No one cries in the morning. I mean think about it, how many times do you wake up and feel this failing sorrow?
honestly, I wanna go home, I wanna be dry, I wanna be loved and held close.
I've got some shit to get straight.
Sincerely, Tati-Ana Brissett
In other news, the rain in Boston is inside of my bones along with the cold. I can torture myself like no other, not to sound depressing or overtly emotional. In all honesty, I need to be cold before I can appreciate the warmth.
I just wish after that hour with jeff I felt any more better. I just keep tearing up and I mean it's true what those lyrics say, crying in the rain so no one can see. No one knew I was crying, not one person. No one cries in the morning. I mean think about it, how many times do you wake up and feel this failing sorrow?
honestly, I wanna go home, I wanna be dry, I wanna be loved and held close.
I've got some shit to get straight.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
holidays shmolidays.
So, I exist.
I'm no longer off of the grid.
Massachusetts Identification Card holder, that I am.
Oh, ridiculous.
I have made some decisions.
1. no reason to write about bullshit that happens in real life. it happened, get over it, don't record it, you're not Anne Frank, no one is making a movie about it or putting that shit under glass in a museum. honestly, out of all the spiteful shit I do in a day, I can't begin to write both sides and it just plum ain't right for me to record the other.
2. stop stop stop being so damn insecure about love given. someone loves you, let them. let them in. no homo.
3. hang out more, I missed my franz, but I'd like some solid guy friends, not gunna lie, tis the season for boy mates.
4. bette midler.
5. this isn't much of a decision kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinda like bette midler but, I look nice in my seafoam sweter.
oh, I hope victoria and I get to travel this summer.
we're slaves of time.
I'm no longer off of the grid.
Massachusetts Identification Card holder, that I am.
Oh, ridiculous.
I have made some decisions.
1. no reason to write about bullshit that happens in real life. it happened, get over it, don't record it, you're not Anne Frank, no one is making a movie about it or putting that shit under glass in a museum. honestly, out of all the spiteful shit I do in a day, I can't begin to write both sides and it just plum ain't right for me to record the other.
2. stop stop stop being so damn insecure about love given. someone loves you, let them. let them in. no homo.
3. hang out more, I missed my franz, but I'd like some solid guy friends, not gunna lie, tis the season for boy mates.
4. bette midler.
5. this isn't much of a decision kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinda like bette midler but, I look nice in my seafoam sweter.
oh, I hope victoria and I get to travel this summer.
we're slaves of time.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
I got over myself.
I just don't know.
I just really don't know.
hey remember that time you sang me to sleep?
where'd that guy go?
so it's bright eyes and sky watching.
I'm alright with that.
I just really don't know.
hey remember that time you sang me to sleep?
where'd that guy go?
so it's bright eyes and sky watching.
I'm alright with that.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
what pretty thoughts you have.
SO! Lets talk about me, huh? Hm.
I've been a hermit.
To the point where everyone this weeks has been asking where I have been.
It's sad but I have been here, home, doing my own thing.
I've been hoping I get this job and that I do well at the interview tommorow.
That I get money soon.
& I don't know, that things keep going well.
Sometimes I think about time.
If I keep living day to day, Andrew and I will always exist.
I mean isnt that it?
don't plan ahead too far, have at least 5 inside jokes (at least one must occur a day in which the two datees are in stitches about or at least exchange knowing smiles.) and don't be too mean.
Everything else is just fluff or common sense.
I'm happy, promise.
Well, I'm off to clean my room and listen to Cursive.
I've been a hermit.
To the point where everyone this weeks has been asking where I have been.
It's sad but I have been here, home, doing my own thing.
I've been hoping I get this job and that I do well at the interview tommorow.
That I get money soon.
& I don't know, that things keep going well.
Sometimes I think about time.
If I keep living day to day, Andrew and I will always exist.
I mean isnt that it?
don't plan ahead too far, have at least 5 inside jokes (at least one must occur a day in which the two datees are in stitches about or at least exchange knowing smiles.) and don't be too mean.
Everything else is just fluff or common sense.
I'm happy, promise.
Well, I'm off to clean my room and listen to Cursive.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
andrEW
1.
Where did you meet?
I was surfing the internet one night, looking for some bitties. I came across this terrifically emo looking boy and read his profile which made me even more interested in him. We spent a couple hours talking online and then one night he offered to keep me company while I was oh so lonely at home. It was completely awkward and cute in a 15 year old way.
BUT when he left, I felt even more lonely than before he had come.
2.
What was the first thought that went through in your head when you met?
what lovely blue eyes you have, what a sweet smile.
3.
Do you remember what he/she was wearing?
this impossible red shirt.
4.
Where was the first time you kissed this person?
we were sitting on the couch watching americas funniest home videos.
he snuck a kiss and I didn't mind at all. :)
5.
How did he/she ask you out?
I get a text about how we should make 'us' official and how facebook would be the place to do so. He told me we could wait as long as I wanted but I didn't want to wait at all. So, we were all hearted up on facebook within minutes.
6.
Where did you go for your first date?
We went shopping and then got dinner. We held hands across the table and made small talk.
7.
How long did you know this person before you became a couple?
weeks.
8.
Has this person ever proposed to you?
lmao. he did the old 'bend down on one knee annnnnnnnnnnnnd then tie your shoe"
9.
Do you and this person have kids together?
negative.
10.
Have you ever broken the law with this person?
Possibly.
12.
Do you get along with any of the ex's of your partner?
we've currently had no ex drama, sooo as far as Im concerned nothing matters if it didn't last.
13.
Do you trust this person?
with my heart.
14.
Do you see your partner in your future?
mmmmhm.
15.
Whats the most expensive thing this person has given you?
erm, this amazing hoodie. :)
16.
What is one thing he/she does that gets on your nerves?
he does this homo voice.
it makes me so mad!
17.
What is the thing you do that gets on his/her nerves?
I'm crazy as hell.
18.
Where do you see each other in 15 years from now?
we'll see. no one predicts time. but I'd like it if he was the one sleeping next to me.
19.
Do you get along with each others friends?
lmao.
Where
I was surfing the internet one night, looking for some bitties. I came across this terrifically emo looking boy and read his profile which made me even more interested in him. We spent a couple hours talking online and then one night he offered to keep me company while I was oh so lonely at home. It was completely awkward and cute in a 15 year old way.
BUT when he left, I felt even more lonely than before he had come.
2.
What was the first
what lovely blue eyes you have, what a sweet smile.
3.
Do you remem
this impossible red shirt.
4.
Where
we were sitting on the couch watching americas funniest home videos.
he snuck a kiss and I didn't mind at all. :)
5.
How did he/she ask you out?
I get a text about how we should make 'us' official and how facebook would be the place to do so. He told me we could wait as long as I wanted but I didn't want to wait at all. So, we were all hearted up on facebook within minutes.
6.
Where
We went shopping and then got dinner. We held hands across the table and made small talk.
7.
How long did you know this perso
weeks.
8.
Has this perso
lmao. he did the old 'bend down on one knee annnnnnnnnnnnnd then tie your shoe"
9.
Do you and this perso
negative.
10.
Have you ever broke
Possibly.
12.
Do you get along
we've currently had no ex drama, sooo as far as Im concerned nothing matters if it didn't last.
13.
Do you trust
with my heart.
14.
Do you see your partn
mmmmhm.
15.
Whats
erm, this amazing hoodie. :)
16.
What is one thing
he does this homo voice.
it makes me so mad!
17.
What is the thing
I'm crazy as hell.
18.
Where
we'll see. no one predicts time. but I'd like it if he was the one sleeping next to me.
19.
Do you get along
lmao.
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