1993, Oregon.

I’m not a human being doing spiritual things, I’m a spiritual being doing human things.

All right, gonna go attempt to dye and cut my hair all by myself. I’m going for a red/brown color, an inch off and sweepy swooshy wooshy bangs. But, it’ll probably end up more like some black gray shit color, one side of my hair being like a foot longer and no bangs. :p

I NEED THESE PINEAPPLE PANTS.

I NEED THESE PINEAPPLE PANTS.

Lilly, the little girl I peer mentor, sang me a song she made up for her brother when he can’t sleep…

It goes something like this, 

“It’s time to sleep, it’s time to sleep

Goodnight, goodnight

Dinasours munching on candy

nomnomnomonomo *sound effects*

Goodnight goodnight

It’s time to sleep, it’s time to sleep.”

I love her and her sound effects dearly. :,)

My heart is just breaking so much today. I sobbed non stop watching Oprah reruns….who even watches Oprah reruns? That’s beside the point. Now, for the past 3 hours I’ve been watching and reading so much about what’s going on in Libya, and I can’t stop weeping. Maybe I’m just emotional or maybe the world is just fucked.

I just called the Libyan embassy (1 202-944-9601) to demand they end the massacre. But it’s closed. Calling tomorrow morning.

call!

a theory of why deja vu occurs is because you are going through the right path in life.
Y’allz minds are on the same wave length

Y’allz minds are on the same wave length