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Thursday, April 09, 2009

what the fuck are 'credits'

what has Xanga become


Wednesday, August 13, 2008

This is the end

my own progenitor told me that I don't even look like the ethnicity I am

I will always and inevitably be Hmong, I guess

Asian is a tricky race


Anything Esthero recommends is lemons painted gold



I don't even know what a Zsos and a Mu are, but here they are.


Currently Listening
Tha Carter III
By Lil' Wayne
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Yes, Yeah, I know it's been a while, Hi

Peep it.
I took you for granted. Nary a day pass by that I don't throw myself down to the floor and lament my poor judgment. You were long and prone to tangling; what was I to do? I wanted the Rihanna look, before Shut Up and Drive and a little bit after Umbrella, for my luscious, undulating (yet artificial, [fuck a perm]) waves.

Is there anything I can say to bring you back?Baby?You fell to the floor so acceptingly, so soft, so smooth, so unlike the jarring slap to the face when the "Rihanna" that was supposed to be staring back at me was no more but a disgruntled, 4'10" asian responding "It looks...good...", smiling nervously, sweating a little bit while shuffling out of Hairmasters 2000, shifting between moods of "I can adjust, I've wanted this" and "BITCH FUCKED UP MY HAIR", hearing the laughs echo through plastic ear piece whenever I relayed the moment.



And it's all so very much true, the caption.I can't say it enough.You know that awkward/hot scene in Requiem for a Dream, where after the girlfriend gets done having double-butt-dildo sex and she's hugging the bag of cocaine as if it were her firstborn? I would do that. I would go through that ordeal. I would embrace that bag of cocaine so tight, except it'd be my hair. All of it.

Am I painting the illusion for you quite accurately? Am I scrawling the tiny letters on the coffee-stained napkin with "I JUST WANT IT I JUST WANT IT BACK" quite clearly enough for you to see from here? Want me to shove it in your face, closer, even closer, so close that you can smell the ink and the coffee and my tears? Because if I didn't, I don't even know what to tell you. I tried, no one can say I haven't.

Can you see the girl in her desperation?

Can you see her at all?


Saturday, April 19, 2008

Reinstated.

But maybe not for long since the new interface pisses me off.

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This is my friend Faith's rendering of Lupe Fiasco. I want it. You can involve yourself in all kinds of Faith awesomeness here: http://xanga.com/poptarts812 .

 



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