*raises hand above head* ahhahahah please don't get mad and take me seriously, folks. its so nice when people don't call you a hippie and ask for weed anymore.. ahahha beatnik-edness is oddishly good.
Oooh, Meg. At our school, we've got ourselves a Beatnik Club going on. We just sit around in the back room (that's where they put us, the fuckers) and read poetry. There's snapping and coffee and things of that nature. Our principal even has a Xanga thingy where they put up poetry that we read in there. It's amazing.
oh my fucking god. i wnat that. actually, i like my solitary beatnikedness. its kinda cool. i smoked a cigarette last night. i rolled it meself. twas enjoyable.
at my school theres a bunch of mean kids who think they are hippies but they arent. Sorry this has nothing to do with what your talking about
I don't like cigs. Ick. Now, clove cigs are ok. And so are cigars. People never ask me for pot. (I'm not into pot anymore - not my poison) But a lot of people are funny when asking me about my hippie-ness. And Meg, beatnik's are the COOLEST. My mom used to call me one all the time because I'd sit there and sing to myself or say my poems while beating on my bongo or strumming my guitar.
Ash, in that pic of Kali, do I see the beginning of her vaginal opening right above the belt of arms? (Don't you love how I said it? LOL)
it's nothing to do with being a hippy for me - i'm just the kind of person that attracts druggies. lord knows why =P