i hate melo.

and everyone needs to listen to tom waits. NOW!!!

Smelling like a brewery,
looking like a tramp
I ain’t got a quarter
got a postage stamp
Been five o’clock shadow boxing
all around the town
Talking with the old men
sleeping on the ground
Bazanti bootin
al zootin al hoot
and Al Cohn
sharin this apartment
with a telephone pole
and it’s a fish-net stockings
spike-heel shoes
Strip tease, prick tease
car kease blues
and the porno floor show
live nude girls
dreamy and creamy
and the brunette curls
Chesty Morgan and a
Watermelon Rose
raise my rent and take off
all your clothes
with the trench coats
magazines bottle full of rum
she’s so good, it make
a dead man cum, with
pasties and a g-string
beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass
and a Buffalo squeeze
wrinkles and cherry
and twinky and pinky
and FeFe live from Gay Paree
fanfares rim shots
back stage who cares
all this hot burlesque for me
cleavage, cleavage thighs and hips
from the nape of her neck
to the lip stick lips
chopped and channeled
and lowered and louvered
and a cheater slicks
and baby moons
she’s hot and ready
and creamy and sugared
and the band is awful
and so are the tunes

crawlin on her belly shakin like jelly
and I’m getting harder than
Chinese algebraziers and cheers
from the compendium here
hey sweet heart they’re yellin for more
squashing out your cigarette butts
on the floor
and I like Shelly
you like Jane
what was the girl with the snake skins name
it’s an early bird matinee
come back any day
getcha little sompin
that cha can’t get at home
getcha little sompin
that cha can’t get at home
pasties and a g-string
beer and a shot
Portland through a shot glass
and a Buffalo squeeze
popcorn, front row
higher than a kite
and I’ll be back tomorrow night
and I’ll be back tomorrow night

i havent seen my boyfriend in over a week.....im really sad i cant just go see him. i miss him so much.

blah...

so ummmm...

im worried im gonna be a community college drop out. and be a real loser.

i wanna be a winner.

im at school right now...and im thinking...i have a lot of great friends that i never get to see...and it makes me sad. and that has nothing to do with being stuck at school. hahaa

and that guy i like....dylan...i hope something good comes out of that.

thats is all...

and on a random side note...i justt started typing all fast...looked behind me, continued typing then looked back...and never stopped typing....damn i feel cool. hahah

i hate being stuck at school.

do any of my friends even use this anymore? there was a melo CRAZE and it died out like neon colors and puffy paints in the 80’s

ok so..i should update more.

but yeah lately everyone has been pissing me off. i need to revaluate my friends. i put too much trust in people i shouldnt. and not enough into people i should. and my dad is pissing me off to the max. and my mind is too cluttered with cynical, pissed off thoughts to put em all into this stupid journal and make any kind of sense.

soooo...i’m gonna end this here..and hope the people that i think might read this will be there for me when i need them.