ayyayyyyy.

what if the hokey pokey really is what it's all about?!

not mine either.

all over the new sheets.

so i just cooked myself some pasta.
and i've been realizing sooo many things about myself, and life lately.
i've fallen.
and it's the best thing ever.
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there's so much i can say about that.
love is a wonderful thing.
i am also appreciating myself now,
just livin' it up, ya knowwww?
but i think i'll leave it here.
keep it fresh.
-mdm

not my picture.

pain.

I've got a message to the universe.
I've got a message to the world.
I've got a message for every boy and girl.
The colors of the rainbow.
Fading out your face
Change
Willows blooming from the ground
Top soiled by our pain
Pain.

i wish that i was able to give blood.
stupid blood disease.
-mdm

the greatest lie.

i haven't blogged in a while.
those magazine clippings were sick.
she was starry night.
nobody's really there.
my boyfriend is the sweetest.
raisins.
polar bears and flamingos and billy joel.
fricka fricka fried dough tonight.
expect the unexpected.
..confused?
-mdm

peek-a-boo.

i was told to paint with my heart,
but how could i?
how can i paint a tableaux of destruction that springs in my mind?
a wolf eating her young,
worms twisting in the earth under moonlight,
the cruelty.
how can i paint the baby bird taking flight only to drown in a puddle an inch deep under the nest,
to be knawed on by vermin until there were bits of feathers and bones left?
how can i express what is hidden there?
how can i paint the darkness?
-mdm

dream on.

man, it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has.

if it disturbs you, it's art.

we are real people. living real lives.

how can a whisper be so loud?

-mdm