i'm not in love. but. im gonna fuck you. til. somebody better. comes along.

dont know what's been up with me lately, but i've been on this marilyn manson kick...back in 9th and part of 10th grade i was greatly obsessed with this crazy androgenous man, his crazy lyrics, band and life. i read his biography "long road out of hell" in about a week. i made collages out of his magazine pics, articles and i had an extremely striking poster on my wall; caddy-cornered so it looked like he would jump out at you at any moment. this was mostly influenced by my boyfriend at the time. he loved marilyn so i loved marilyn. the young and impressionable. pray for them.

most of marilyn's lyrics i dont believe in, bc i DO believe in god. but i guess im attracted to his uniqueness and passion. i like his boldness and creative ability to express what he feels is wrong with society. ive heard that he helps lead the church of satan. if that's the case, poor him. why would anyone want to be on the team thats going to loose? to each his own i guess.

well i think i can get through this kick without being dragged over to the dark side...maybe? : )
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everything had changed. everything was strange.

so last weekend i went to tennessee to visit my friend, jake. it was BEAUTIFUL. sometime late last year i'd heard that I-40 heading into TN from NC was shut down due to a rock slide that they have yet to fix. so i was already mentally prepared for a detour. wasnt quite sure what the hike would be like, detour or no, but i knew itd be an adventure nonetheless.
instead of going through asheville like i was suppose to, i ended up taking highway 209 which was 30 miles of twisting, winding, sometimes snowy, sometimes one-laned, up hill, mountainous, sharp turning road...i thought it would never end and a few times, i thought i would die. ppl even PASSED me at the sharpest turns and i knew for sure that THEY would die...but no one did. i was suprised.
well i finally got to cosby, tn after stopping in hotsprings, nc at a library to recharge my phone and gps which had both died at the same time and at the most trecherous part of the trek.
jake's house was AMAZING. it's got 2 stories (the second, he built himself), it's in the moutains, of course, which made the view almost overwhelmingly beautiful. it was a place id always associated with getting-away. it amazed me that a good friend actually LIVED there. 24/7.
well, over the course of the weekend, we drove around the mountains for 4 hours. i got to walk part of the appalachian trail. we went to dinner and a movie in knoxville (go see THE CRAZIES), we went hot tubbing OUTSIDE in hotsprings, climbed an insanely high radio tower (while it was snowing. idk how we didnt die), and i finished my 10 page paper for grad school. lol
well on the way home, i finally went the right way and stopped in asheville. 5 words: WHY DONT I LIVE THERE!?! maybe after graduate school i can move there. i am beyond convinced that my soul lives there and is crying every day bc my body has abandoned it. i will rectify this error sooner than soon.
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