I realized, or have been noticing that this journal is like a shop-o-holic's mini dream. All I talk about are material possessions. Geez. But I know I like reading about this stuff in other diaries, so dammit, I shall continue to chat about dumb & fun things that keep me {:O) and entertained. And yes...here's another cutie-thing I bought -- dragonfly wings and antennae..pretty too pretty..Wings are addictive. Only $4.99. My costume for next Halloween or maybe for this one..I cannot decide.
I love splatterpunk, and that kinda writing in general. Why? It's dangerous, weird, plain gory and disgusting, unthinkable, sexual, erotic...stuff that makes for good reading, at least to me. It's about punks, S&Mers, goths, vampires, prostitutes, and really just regular PLAIN people who do crazy-ass things. That's why I like watching horror movies and reading that stuff...cause I am safe here at home or wherever. As long it ain't happening to me, I am okay with it...whether I'm reading about it or watching it. Hehe.
One thing I kinda wish I did when I was younger...dress better, more daring...and have crazy hair...long of course, but colored, like pink, blue, or purple. Eh maybe..I dunno.
Let's see...more substantial stuff...I LOVE my family. I love having a husband who is everything to me. Someone who is caring, funny-as-hell, nutty, affectionate, understanding, and might I add...eye-candy. {:O) I am so lucky to have found him and fell in love with him.
Then there is my son. Such a honey. Such a funny, smart, darling, and loving little person. I kinda call him my angelic devil...he's an angel but is such a monster...he makes me so happy. If I never had him, I would have NEVER EVER known what it was like to have a child and to love a child. Or know how incredibly FUNNY kids really are...I swear I bust out laughing (and so does he) everyday. Sheer bliss...oh yeah he gets on my nerves a couple of times regularly, but hey...it's cool.
Thank you ~*LIFE*~.
Here are some of my favorite lyrics from the Pumpkinheads:
Pink ribbon scars
That never forget.
I tried so hard
to cleanse these regrets.
My angel wings
were bruised and restrained.
My belly stings.
-Smashing Pumpkins