i am up way, way to early.

fuckit, i'm going back to bed.

migod, i am still hungover. damn lori for giving me extra large shots.

i'm surprised i remember stuff.

the smell of blood attracts sharks. out in full force last night, they circled the dj booth waiting to claim my phone number as their next victim.

*dun dun....dunndunndunndunndunndunndunn...*

rock stars have to put up with THE worst shit, i swear.

i found my tongue going down someone's throat. and uhm, other things. heh.


the skin is yours, but the soul - its mine. it always will be.

the soul left me just a little while ago. i'm now left with this cancerous tumor of undeserving flesh.

but it understood. it reassured me of this before leaving. it knows that the 3rd time's a charm, and that the next appearance will involve the best it deserves.

i will be glad when i am able to drink and not get nauseous anymore. its become annoying.

long road ahead of me.

i get emails like THIS:


Hello a very dominate gaze, i only offer to serve i am unworthy but can be trained. Will approach wearing collar,cuffs,leash if you should command.Totally submisive, will come when called i wish pleasure, to this goddess. I know punishment is nesscary to sometimes please and maintain my status. Iam but a toy for you if you should wish sincerly sub lee

my god, where do they come from?