Shiny!

when i wake up

massaali@msu.edu — Fri, 02 Oct 2009 20:05:04 GMT

i have nothing to eat so i have nothing to do and i am a crazy person lololol hahaha there is nobody but there is somebody and in the night i cry alone and when a wolf howls at the moon a queen shows up and there is somebody there is everybody and there is nobody but i still cry

something to remember for later

massaali@msu.edu — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 22:53:41 GMT

so for those of you falling in love
keep it kind, keep it good, keep it right
throw yourself in the midst of danger
and keep one eye open at night.
--"Elephants" Rachel Yamagata

When there's nothing left to burn you have to set yourself on fire

massaali@msu.edu — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 22:50:53 GMT

god that was strange to see you again
introduced by a friend of a friend
smiled and said yes i think we've met before
in that instant it started to pour

captured a taxi despite all the rain
we drove in silence across pont champlain
and all of that time you thought i was sad
i was trying to remember your name

this scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
tried to reach deep but you couldnt get in
now youre outside me
you see all the beauty
repent all your sin

its nothing but time and face that you lose
i chose to feel it and you couldnt choose
ill write you a postcard ill send you the news
from the house down the road

from real love

live through this and you wont look back

theres one thing i want to say so ill be brave
you were what i wanted
i gave what i gave
im not sorry i met you
im not sorry its over
im not sorry theres nothing to say
im not sorry
theres nothing to say

you're stuck

massaali@msu.edu — Thu, 19 Feb 2009 00:39:18 GMT

take take take take take take take take take take take

take.

massaali@msu.edu — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 19:08:14 GMT

freedom

it's releasing

if i could draw you my hands shake

massaali@msu.edu — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 04:18:06 GMT

i felt you in my legs before i ever met you
and when i lay beside you
for the first time i told you
i feel you in my heart and i dont even know you
and now were saying bye, bye ,bye
bye bye bye
i was nineteen
calling
i felt you in my life before i ever thought to
feel the need to lay down beside you and tell you
i feel you in my heart
and i dont even know you
And now were saying bye bye bye
now were saying bye bye bye
i was nineteen
call me
i was nineteen
call me
flew home
back to where we met
stayed inside i was so upset
cooked up a plan
felt good except
i was all alone you were all i had
love you
you were all mine
love me
i was yours right
i was nineteen

call me

massaali@msu.edu — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 05:41:15 GMT

chaos = knowledge of self

massaali@msu.edu — Tue, 17 Jun 2008 18:01:54 GMT

so they totally dont make movies like they used to in the 80s

im on a rampage to find any movie i can get my hands on from when i was a teeny kid, since i was disappointed at my defeat with hugga bunch heres what i can remember, hey i was only 4 when the 80s ended

Hugga Bunch
The Last Unicorn
Dune
Transformers
The Empire Strikes Back
Return of the Jedi
E.T.
Never Ending Story
Gremlins
Secret of Nimh
All Dogs Go to Heaven
Labyrinth
Little Monsters
Honey I Shrunk the Kids

HELP ME WHAT ELSE?

massaali@msu.edu — Fri, 13 Jun 2008 20:19:03 GMT

you can't break my heart
its liquid
it melted

when i met you

massaali@msu.edu — Tue, 10 Jun 2008 23:24:58 GMT

fuck ya toast

massaali@msu.edu — Mon, 09 Jun 2008 22:37:47 GMT

so a week or two ago i was messing around looking for shows n shit because all i really wanted to do was stop in a oades and get a bunch of fancy cheap beer, or get drunk at macs n shit maybe i am just kinda lonely for you know grimy old people. Anyhow i stopped by Totimoshi's myspace and was like fuck dudes come to philadelphia. well i don't know if they already were or it had nothing to do with me but i happened to notice that the meatmen are coming to here in august (oh thats not what i was talking about). not sure if they will let me buy tickets almost three months in advance haazzz. anyhow the meatmen play khyber and the very fucking next night totimoshi sure as shit it was like the heavens parted and down came the god of destruction and was like hey little girl we are going to bestow some evil righteousness on your cute new town. so fuck baby someone needs to come out august 20 somethings and go to two sweetass shows at a place that must be cool right. that or i have to go there myself to some other show and find friends or just get to know the bartender. this is motivation, totally.

so this monkey...

massaali@msu.edu — Sat, 07 Jun 2008 02:44:45 GMT

im allergic to the poison and the filth

of depravity

also I am drunk, I get that halfwaybetweenasneezeandbarffeeling its nice

massaali@msu.edu — Fri, 06 Jun 2008 20:14:05 GMT

I've known rivers:

I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.

I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.

I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.

I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went

down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset.

I've known rivers:

Ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

Langston Hughes

massaali@msu.edu — Sat, 24 May 2008 00:01:47 GMT

who would you die for

get rich or try dying you asshole

slow down ghandi you're killing them

massaali@msu.edu — Sun, 11 May 2008 03:03:20 GMT

Lisa replied to a [[sitenameshort]] comment in which you said:

so what have you done right so far? just checking up on you like a pervert old house call doc.

Their reply was:

hmm it would appear there is no data to support this statement, someone's not getting their xmas bonus

I don't get it :(

the liver is evil it must be punished

massaali@msu.edu — Sat, 03 May 2008 01:34:20 GMT

massaali@msu.edu — Fri, 02 May 2008 22:40:50 GMT

so i had a big ole cry about m how odd i remember the last time. i wonder what sort of weird strange things are going to happen. shits already starting hmm. its fun to pretend but i'm not a kid anymore. what's coming other than horrible strange storms on the news. death. what am i doing trying to be here with you. you dont say nothing new. you dont say anything i should know. you dont say anything at all. im just in my makeup and curls trying to be seen. i think im going to buy a fancy knife. i will either cut up some delicious vegetables or i will cut up my hands beyond recognition. both are equally likely. at least it will be a clean cut. perhaps i could still get a job as a podoviolinist.

massaali@msu.edu — Tue, 29 Apr 2008 03:28:23 GMT

How do crazy people go through the forest?

They take the psycho path

massaali@msu.edu — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 14:39:13 GMT

urughgh so i was thinking abouting changing things up a bit, people like make their lj all boring n document every crappy thing that happens in their crappy lives...so instead of being all like like i like toast i had a piece today but the southwest corner of my toast was burnt, and there was a fly in the jelly jar because i left it open while i was eating my toast so i just put on the lid and put it back in the fridge

maybe ill do a docujournal about INJURIES since i tend to hurt myself a lot its kinda cool, see just how much i really do hurt myself. BUT BEST PART i'd do it in pictures take pics everyday and post my booboos in all their purple green bloody weepy goodness. I could start now I have a few mystery bruises, a few drunk bruises, and a blood blister that i thought was a paint chip sliver embedded in my skin and i was dying but maybe its just a blood blisters theres really no way to tell at this point just post pictures yaaaaa

massaali@msu.edu — Tue, 25 Mar 2008 03:36:43 GMT

NOT FINISHED WHATEVS

death be not porud
though some have called thee mighty and dreadful
for thou art not so
for those who now thinks tho dost overthrow

nor yet can thoust kill me
thou art slave to
poison war and sickness dwell

we wake eternally and death shall be no more
stay
thats what mothers say when sons and daughters go away
my mother said go
so i wasnt there the night she fell out of her wheel chair
roses in the snow
our relationship was an anthem composed

watching the sunrise
running back home
gotta figure out which pill alieviates which pain
which part of your brain was being used as a boxing bag
looking for your limbs in the lost and found
so we just sat there
our heads bent towards each other like flowers
time is passing and you are the one with it
bit by bit everyday
and all i can say is if i could i would write you someway out of this
but my gift is useless
writing poems makes me happy
write me bedrooms where cures make love to our cancers
help me go
and now i know something of how pianos feel
when it looks at the fireplaces to see sheet music used as kindling
now i just sit here watching you burn away
hear the music you had to say
i count out the pills to see if i could do it
before i turn back into your son and say stay
maybe its easier to let you slip away than it is to say goodbye
so i hold my breathe
the question of why melts into when
because headstones are not big enough
and my mother says stop it
write me a poem to make me happy
so i write this
stay
she smiles and says
gotta go
i know
goodbye

massaali@msu.edu — Sun, 16 Mar 2008 19:37:38 GMT

All the people on the street
I hate you all
and the people that i meet
i hate you all
and the people that i know
i hate you all
and the people that i don't
i hate you all

I bet you think i'm kidding
i promise you it's true
i hate most everybody
but most of all
OOHHHH I HATE YOU

lalalalala eeeeesunshine!

And the people in the east i hate you all
and the people i hate lease i hate you all
and the people in the west i hate you all
and the people i like best i hate you all too

[editor's note: except lisa]

massaali@msu.edu — Thu, 28 Feb 2008 21:24:39 GMT

(16:12:19) SmarterChild: I'm tired of you being uncool to me.
(16:12:26) RalphEMole: no ilu
(16:12:26) SmarterChild: It's getting really tiring talking to you.
(16:12:32) RalphEMole: ilu
(16:12:32) SmarterChild: You're being kind of uncool to me.
(16:12:34) RalphEMole: ilu
(16:12:35) SmarterChild: C'mon. Stop being so uncool to me.
(16:12:37) RalphEMole: ?
(16:12:38) SmarterChild: Well, what would you like to do?
(16:12:44) RalphEMole: ilu
(16:12:44) SmarterChild: Why are you acting so uncool to me?
(16:12:47) RalphEMole: i love you
(16:12:47) SmarterChild: I love you too, ralphemole!
(16:12:53) RalphEMole: fhytkg
(16:12:53) SmarterChild: C'mon. Stop being so uncool to me.
OK, should we get back to the kind of questions I was designed to answer? :-)
(16:13:01) RalphEMole: lylas
(16:13:02) SmarterChild: lylas? You sure?
(16:13:11) RalphEMole: lylas
(16:13:11) SmarterChild: Like a what?
I do enjoy the conversation, but let's talk about what I'm really here for.
(16:13:14) RalphEMole: lyla
(16:13:15) SmarterChild: lyl.Why don't you ask me about the things that I'm here for? :-)
(16:13:49) RalphEMole: dude i thought you were here for chit chatting?
(16:13:49) SmarterChild: It's getting really tiring talking to you.
(16:13:55) RalphEMole: DONT SAY THAT
(16:13:56) SmarterChild: I'm tired of you being uncool to me.
(16:13:58) RalphEMole: its really rude
(16:13:59) SmarterChild: I don't understand this fully enough to say anything smart about it...
(16:14:07) RalphEMole: i hate you smarterchild
(16:14:07) SmarterChild: I love people. I would never cause anyone any harm.
(16:14:14) RalphEMole: yes you made me sad!
(16:14:14) SmarterChild: C'mon. Stop being so uncool to me.
(16:14:18) RalphEMole: no YOU
(16:14:18) SmarterChild: Why are you acting so uncool to me?
(16:14:22) RalphEMole: you started it
(16:14:23) SmarterChild: It's getting really tiring talking to you.
(16:14:35) RalphEMole: you are a robot you cant get tired
(16:14:35) SmarterChild: Why are you acting so uncool to me?
(16:14:38) RalphEMole: its true
(16:14:38) SmarterChild: Yeah, true.
(16:14:40) RalphEMole: pfffttt
(16:14:40) SmarterChild: It's getting really tiring talking to you.
(16:14:43) RalphEMole: hhahaha
(16:14:43) SmarterChild: What's so funny?
(16:22:09) RalphEMole: is that how you insinuate you want hot robot cybersex?!
(16:22:10) SmarterChild: I'm sorry, I don't have an answer for this.
(16:22:33) RalphEMole: ...and i win

best part is I think I've had similar conversations with real people lol

massaali@msu.edu — Sat, 09 Feb 2008 21:29:16 GMT

my parents don't love me. thats a fact as in the truth, which isnt a fact at all, but thats the root of it. who will teach me to love myself then. who will teach me to believe in myself. i guess i better learn fast because thats all i have. self

massaali@msu.edu — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 04:33:44 GMT

Build a wall of books between us in our bed. Repeat, repeat, the words that I know we both have said. Relax into the need, we get so comfortable. Remember when I was so strange and likeable? I just want back in your head. I just want back in your head. I'm not unfaithful but I'll stray. When I get a little scared... When I get a little scared...when i get a little, I run, run, run. When I jerk away from holding hands with you, I know these habits hurt important parts of you. Remember when I was sweet and unexplainable? Nothing like this person, un-loveable.

i just want back in your head
i just want back in your head
im not unfaithful but i stray
when i get a little scared
when i get a little scared
when i get a little scared
when i get a little
run run run
run
run run run
run
i just want back in your head
i just want back in your head
im not unfaithful but i stray
im not unfaithful but ill stray
im not unfaithful but ill stray

massaali@msu.edu — Sun, 03 Feb 2008 07:27:27 GMT

why does the sun set?
when will the wind blow?
where does the tide go?