The Velveteen Hoodrat

My hair has been loved off, my eyes have dropped out, I'm loose in the joints & I'm pretty damn shabby. But. . .I think I'm -finally- real.
I hate WalMart. I love the smells of new Crayolas, bacon & clean sheets. My *blank stare w/raised eyebrow* scares small children. I think Monsanto is the Anti-Christ and saying 'fuck' warms my frozen, Grinch heart.

*waves hello*

Monday, January 27, 2014

How to run off the Mormons with nary a 'fuck' uttered.

So, did I tell y'all the story of how I ran off the Mormons yesterday? Not just the 2 young men in white shirts and ties, ...

Monday, January 20, 2014

Don't want you. Damage is done.

Assmaggot McDouchebag called me. I laughed my ass off when my phone said, "Message from Azzmaggot". He cried the blues all with h...

Friday, January 10, 2014

Dear Beautiful & Talented Penis,

I am bereft that you are attached to someone so... utterly disappointing. There was something special about you. You seemed to know how to...

Monday, December 30, 2013

My InnerCunt: ALL. THE. POINTS. YAY!

So, I wrote an entry some days ago about choices. Specifically, me and my choices. I am who I am because of the choices I make....

The Statement.

Trigger warning? Probably. If you have a weak stomach. Or PTSD. Or nightmares. I must have been in custody at the jail about a year and a...

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Choices.

So, I haven't talked about this at all, but I've started therapy again. I've taken some gargantuan steps. I confronted the ex, ...

Thursday, December 5, 2013

When laser tag imitates life.

My girlegg recently reminded me of something Ginsuboy used to like to do with them. Laser tag. There's much I don't remember....

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