February 2011
59 posts
January 2011
67 posts
she is crinoline and satin she is leopard skin and lace hard to believe that she believed in me when i was such a hopeless case and she knows from love and service yes she knows from peace of mind to be not sinister in purpose and to never be unkind and she loves a tulsi garden and she loves her rock ‘n roll and she’s never far from my mind
i have time to kill, which is odd. i never have time to do nothing, and now my life seems full of these pockets of nothingness. usually i’m so busy i haven’t the time to sleep, but now i get seven hours of sleep a night with infinite hours to fill in the day. maybe i need more cats to hang with, or to enroll in more classes. i’m reading slaughter house five and listening to bob...
delicatessen and the big lebowski. it’s a good night.
so i just paid for my stint in cannes. this is now an actuality.
you were always in control
never outta breath
so damn perfect
my name upon your lips
“The best music, you can seek some shelter in it momentarily, but it’s...”
– springsteen, the only boss i listen to.
touch my skin and catch your death.
there is always a right way to rock
and a wrong way to roll.
so apparently, my friend darron says i am lulu from final fantasy ten reincarnated. boss.
“I love you also means I love you more than anyone loves you, or has loved you,...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via wearyeyes)
“It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me.”
– Jim Morrison (via sicotic)
whiny bitches complaining about life or hardcore trekies arguing over things. don’t know which conversation to tune into.
Watch
Jim Carrey spoofs Black Swan on SNL
LOVE LOVE LOVE
a strange thought dawned on me this morning. i’ve had my nikon for only a year. it feels like i’ve had it forever. it’s such a part of me now.
“to be understood is to prostitute yourself.”
– fernando pessoa