i'm a skinny b*tch so hate me

i made my total weight loss goal, it took three years, but yes I lost all those 75 pounds i put on my body when pregnant..
so i am a skinny bitch so hate me..

thanksgiving post

a little late, but that's my style. here's a list of things I am not thankful for, must remember that the holiday is based on lies, and a celebration of genocide. Then to turn it on the lighter side, things I am thanful for. This list is not in any particular order.

Thinks I am not thankful for

1: Texters, I hate people who spend time texting other people. It's annoying. I want to smack them in face when I am in class and they are texting though the whole lecture. I hate when your with a friend and trying to have a conversation with them, and they spend the whole night texting to other people. I especially hate when someone is texting while driving, and I really really hate when two people are two seats apart and they aren't talking to each other but texting back and forth!

2: people who use there car horn to much
3: cell phones and driving, get of the phone and fucking drive.
4: people who are racist, and they won't admit it
5: classism in this country, and the stigma associated with welfare
6: lack of health insurance for all
7: greed
8: money, lack of, tied into classim
9: when your butt itches in public
10: people who don't have the balls to tell you they don't like you
11: baby showers, ackward social situations, and family reunions
12: being sober at a wedding
13: conversations
14: people who won't admit that there drug use effects there children
15: running out of q-tips
16: lack of products made in america

things i am greatfull for
1: my son, and all the wonderful and unwonderful moments we have with each other
2: my husband, parents, and few good friends
3: coffee, rice, vegetables
4: lakes. nature, and places where people have not destroyed
5: hot water, bathtubs
6: blankets and heat
7: enough food to eat
8: not getting in the face by acid by a man who i don't want to marry
9: freedom to purse my own religious thoughts

just some things

It's been a crazy month. I can't believe it's the holiday season, already. I am still adjusting to my new school schedule and the pile of work that I have under my finger tips.

My first event was a concert. I somehow scored a free ticket to Phish- My thoughts of that night. I wish I had any amount of disposable income. Who am I? Who was I? Who am I now! wow, I have a contact buzz. Lost souls in the sea of faces. Dance, bitch dance. God I hate texters.

first poem for

first poem for my fun class this quarter, creative writing with a focus in poetry.

My dance with Princess P

Perfectly polished precious, posed photographs
Slightly sardonic, sunny smiles.

Elegantly excuse
My modestly, malicious
Obvious obsession
About-your
Normality.

Perhaps purple Pleather penal panties?
Devilishly distinguished, ‘deep’ dildo’s

Would-clear
This tepidly, tired
Individually inverted
Conscious.

painting

life is...so i am going to pick up the paint brush, and paint

feeling

like i am slipping into a depressive funk today, hopfully i can pull out of it.