failedboy

i would like for someone to brand me.

i love cats a lot.

lust and slaughter pt. 1 - Opal Whiteley


please tell me what you think, i'm nervous. i think i'm gonna redo the vocal because there's this point where they all kind of fall apart and it gets a little messy.

it is a terrible idea to watch iron chef at 2am while you are hungry.
this is a scientific fact.

tomorrow i meet with michel, an artist i am going to pose for (if he likes me, he says there is another girl he is meeting to talk to) he seems like a very nice person, is a talented painter and is also a firefly/serenity nerd like me. 100 dollars minimum...50 more an hour if it's over an hour.

on friday, i'm getting paid 150 dollars to let a very nice guy massage my feet...but first we're going to play frisbee! how awesome is that! i was being all coy and flirty by saying how i love to play outside barefoot and "oh, but my feet get so sore afterward and i just need someone to rub them..." he was very interested in how open i was, so i started talking to him about sex-positivity and he was really into it--not just because he's a pervy motherfucker--but he relates to sex as expression of self/acceptance of deviance/all around therapy. he said i made him feel less shameful of his fetish. 

so all in all, i think i accomplished something really important today. anyway, 150 dollars for a foot rub FUCK YEAH. punch god!

i have a serious problem with dates.
the fruit, not the thing that humans do before they procreate.
delicious, fantastic dates...
i can't stop eating them. 

well, i am officially on board with TRAGICBEAUTIFUL. the look of it is kind of odd right now, i don't know...the front of the page says sexy tomatoes when it should say tragic beautiful. that sounds way more awesome. i guess i cannot complain, writing for someone elses site is good experience. i will be posting quite soon, i have a couple of great ideas for one of a kind peices and then recurring themes. here are a few:

• i need a digital camera to take everywhere so i can take pictures of random places i have sex. something that i really love is seeing messed up beds/patches of grass/bathroom stalls/etc.
• writing out my fantasically weird sex dreams. what the fuck does it mean to dream about masturbating with a hot curling iron/aborting and skinning fetuses during sex? 
• turning a trick and interviewing the john about how he percieves me.

i guess that is a little extreme, but hey...i am a little extreme. my posting name is kitty muffin and the yet-to-be revamped site is HERE.

since i was 14, i have been obsessed with one Polly Jean Harvey. she makes my knees feel weak....her face is beautiful and weird, she sings and screams like a crazy woman and doesn't give a fuck about anyone, she writes the most amazingly perfect and haunting and erotic music my ears have ever heard. i want to lick her.

Its You - PJ Harvey

anyway i just thought i'd share with everyone. in summary: pj harvey is a goddess and i am her disciple.

 in case you didn't know, you have to buy a ticket to THE VAGINA MONOLOGUES from me. tomorrow is buy one get one free. you know you wanna.

"don't believe them when they tell you it's supposed to smell like roses when it's supposed to smell like pussy."

vishnu reincarnate!!!

on monday, october 22nd, at 10:15am, i am going to maui to live in the jungle!

the temperature of the core of a star is measured in millions of degrees, so hot that the very and move outward from the core. this is why stars die. from the core out, stars literally explode themselves. the last million years of a star's life bring massive, UNFATHOMABLY massive stars. the sun we revolve around is a BABY star, and it is thousands and thousands of times larger than earth. the result of expansion causes stars to expell their outer shells, thus resulting in the CONSTANT EXPANSION OF THE UNIVERSE!!!!! the universe is infinite. what this all means in the end is that as planets and stars are constantly moving outward, not geographically nessecarily, but in the sense that all carbon based things are constantly shedding their shells as well. (humans regenerate almost all cells every seven years, this means your bones are not actually the bone you were born with.) what does it all mean??? it means that we are made of the atoms that once made up stars, other people, planets, rocks, leaves, EVERYTHING! WE ARE MADE OF STARS!!!!!!