MozAngeles

I want to find out how I can do this.I love porn and have worked in sex shops for almost 4 years. Sex is my favorite subject and activity lol….So I figured ..why not? I am not in a position to do porn movies since I have a boyfriend and he wouldn’t be too happy with that.But he is fine with the idea of me playing with myself for others to watch.
I’m still trying to figure out what website to sign up at..etc.
Also money is a big plus.Even if it paid what my min wage job does, I’d be happy.I think it would be better than doing actual movies bc I can do whatever i want and be as weird as I’d like.
If anyone has has done this or has tips let me know :)

I recently read an interview with the band in penthouse and read about how one of his fans drove to his house and knocked on his door about 20 minutes until wayne coyne came out to talk to him.The guy needed some advice and got it.I think that is fucking awesome.I would probably be too shy to knock on his door.But I am nuts enough to leave a nice note..lol.I love that guy.

I have had a job where they didn’t make me cover my tattoos, but I had to take out my piercing which sucked! But I have been working at a sex shop for a little over a week and I am sooo psyched! I can have 100 piercings on my face and they wouldn’t give a shit! This is awesome!

I’ve lived in LA all my life and I’m sick of it.I’ve moved away a total of 4 times but I always end up coming back!!! It’s like this: When I’m here, I hate it.but when I’m living somewhere else, I am insulted if people think I’m from the place I’m living in.Suddenly, LA is the best and everywhere else sucks.I’m really really nuts.I’m planning on getting out of here in soon.In 35 days,actually.I’m praying that this will be permanent this time and I won’t step foot back here for a while!

Prague is my city.I’ve been wanting to go there since I was 14!! It would be pretty cool do try absinthe while I’m there.I’m hoping the person who posted here is wrong…that it’s actually as awesome as everyone hears it is.Also, I don’t know why I always associated Absinthe with the Netherlands? dunno.Anyway, that’d be awesome.

Pretty funny.I have no ipod, so I listen to a cd in the car on the way over and when I start running, I have something in my head to listen to.I started running last weekend and then I stopped, so save a little gas.I just got paid, so I’m starting up again.I’m going to get up EVERY MORNING, SEVEN DAYS A WEEK.
starting tomorrow.technically later today.

A friend of mine is heading off to Minnesota next year and I was asked to come along.He told me about the beatnik scene out there and about the town made up of smoking diners and poetry cafe’s! I can’t wait to go and read a poem out loud,,,
On stage.
In front of people.
I’m glad it’s not tomorrow!!

I want to be at peace with who he is.I feel guilty everyday because he needs help and I can’t give it to him.I am afraid for him.I think he’s going to end up homeless on the street.He lives in an office building and lies to everyone in the building about it.He tells them that he’s married and lives with his wife and daughter.We all live apart.I’ve tried to help him but now I avoid his calls and hardly ever visit him.Talking with him is awkward and depresses me.The really sad thing is that I still have hope that one day he’s going to get himself to rehab and be human again.But he’s still in denial.He thinks he was a good father and a good husband.
I feel most guilty because I am the only one who speaks to him.My mother and my brother hate him and don’t see or speak to him.I wish I could not feel anything for him like they do, I wish I could forget him and live my life.I wish they would so I wouldn’t have to.The very worst thing is that I wish sometimes that he could just pass away, so I wouldn’t have to feel guilty anymore….And that makes me feel even more guilty.
I wrote waaay too much.But no one reads these anyway.Now, i’ve got a number 5.

Most of my friends think that I’m fearless because I move around a lot and I say that it’s no big deal.I talk about things I want to do everyday and act like they’re going to happen.but the truth is I’m not doing any of them.I’m working toward nothing.I move around a lot because I’m restless and I tend to go along with whoever I happen to befriend.Whoever is nice enough to look after me.I’ve never done anything on my own.I’ve never been completely on my own.I don’t think I’m explaining myself well.I don’t want to grow up, someone always has to be there to take care of me.I just want to be fearless and do what I want, when I want.I want to go somewhere just for the hell of it and not because I want to be with someone.