frankenstein

it is like somebody turned on the lights when i wasn't looking or worse when i was out of the room refilling my coffee cup with that jolt of electrical magnitude of the kona kind. I am yawning and kinda stuck in between boredom and wishful thinking. Not a good spot for a girl like me. Why dream and waste energy on the dream? All I need is the music, birds chirping lalalalal and here she comes folks the bride of frankenstein. No pictures pls pls please. Wow is it like i am in mourning for myself and this bitter chasm of emptiness that only an echo can reply..ECHO ...Echo echo oooooooooooo.No not the reason why ! I know that like a puzzle that needs piecing together is all it will take to create something that is on the outside of the box. Did I just say box? Damn girl breathe gravel road gravel road . get off that horse and go for a ride. I want to be Beatrice..the one Dante loves way back when the world was just starting. How he just aches for her to look at him and ooooooooohhhhh fuck it kris you just ain't that way. I am not a cougar or a pedophile although my friends that are close to 40 years often have 24 or 25 year old boy toys . I miss teasing hope that she is my favorite pedophile .I am more like frankensteins bride all pieced together in the dark..a little bit of anger from this relationship and a stitch of love. an eyeball from the looker and and tit from the breastfeeding mom. I am always looking but i want more. I want i want i want to go shopping or out to the casino. Not this weekend but the next weekend all us females are heading to worley for the weekend and the slot tournament . If i have any luck tucked in my back pocket i would just hit the pool. And let the chlorine burn my eyes and make me look like the fool. writing not a word of sense and movin g right along man this girl is waving and hummming a lovesick song....