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(no subject) [Jul. 29th, 2009|03:48 pm]
Meghan
I just want to take regular shits. At regular time intervals, with regular consistency.

And I want to be able to drink again, and eat what I want to. Without taking 2 million pills a day.
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New blog [May. 15th, 2009|01:39 pm]
Meghan
http://sherwoodlovesus.blogspot.com/

Hi friends. I've made a real blog, I'm going to use it to post things I like and artwork (when I figure out how to post it the right way - my camera takes pictures too big and I need to resize them, and put them on photo bucket, or something, to get an html? I don't know) - but it's going to be much better than this one!

And tell me if you have a blogspot so I can follow it!
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Yess [May. 8th, 2009|07:05 pm]
Meghan
http://z.hubpages.com/u/277738_f520.jpg



Ah!!!! <3
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mmmmm [May. 1st, 2009|12:25 pm]
Meghan
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QbkgK-eQqpk


I love this video so much.
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I love the smell of fire burning wood. [Apr. 26th, 2009|08:10 pm]
Meghan
I detest people. Detest. And route 25. Route 25, east and west, from here. I drove through Commack today, to dix hills and back. Fat people came out of the burger palace. I drove past tons of parking lots and people, and people drove past me. I wonder how many people were driving to see how far they'd go, how much money they'd throw away before they came back. I wanted to take pictures, but I lost the will by the time I turned around. I couldn't see the point.

If Muscles has a party everybody is invited.
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(no subject) [Apr. 22nd, 2009|08:25 am]
Meghan
I got to sleep for about 3 hours and the entire time I just had nightmare after nightmare. First I went to the reception at Cooper (the one I'm going to today) and it was really an interview with current staff and students and they were testing me on critiquing art on the spot (and it was the students art that I had to critique, and I couldn't tell if it was real or fabrications for the interview) and on speaking with the staff. The students all bunched around me when we walked and pressed up against me to try and make me uncomfortable. One of them was really trying to scare me and she told me they were trying to see if I was a fake or not, and one of the staff kept shaking her head "no" at me. Then I dreamt that the skin on my hands and arms was peeling up off my hands and arms in huge semi-circular chunks (I recently had an allergic reaction to something in real life and my hands broke out into red bumpy itchy hives that I couldn't cure for about a week and when it finally did go away my knuckles were dry and peeling). I looked sort of like the creature from the black lagoon because the skin would just peel up and stay there. No one would help me and I started crying and it was still the same time frame (I thought it was the same night as last night, when I was trying to sleep) and I started smoking a cigarette in my bead because I was stressed. Then I dropped the burning cigarette in my snakes tank, left my room to cry to my mom, came back, and realized what I had done. I had burnt Randy and he was dead (I'm dreaming about my snake dieing now all the time because he hasn't eaten in about four weeks. I spent $300 getting him a perfect habitat and he still wont eat and I'm very frightened). Randy had died and I was deformed. Then I had a false awakening and "woke up" in my bed at 5 am crying. The Chris came to my house with a bottle of fruit-wine that was cold with real chunks of fruit. He was very drunk and crying with happiness about getting a new "role" in acting and there were pictures of him with white blonde hair in a magazine. I looked at my hands and arms, they were fine. I looked in Randys cage and he was dead. There was blood everywhere and little mammal mouse-snake babies all bloody and dead. And Chris says, "maybe he was pregnant all along."
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I no longer feel awful... [Apr. 4th, 2009|11:04 am]
Meghan
nope.
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(no subject) [Apr. 2nd, 2009|02:18 am]
Meghan
I feel awful.
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He's too good. [Mar. 23rd, 2009|10:36 pm]
Meghan
Stop worrying about how he could possibly love you, and just love him back.
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(no subject) [Mar. 16th, 2009|11:40 pm]
Meghan
Today was the worst. All I did was argue with my parents.

They're threatening not to help me go away to school.

HOWEVER

I bought Throbbing Gristle tickets.

So FUCK YOU ALL. I'm going to see fucking THROBBING GRISTLE!

yay!
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