January 2012
1 post
boredom
It’s a sign that I’m done. It’s not that I’m bored, it’s that there’s a lot of boredom out there. Why is it so hard to turn the world off? Why is it so hard to leave facebook behind if it’s really not doing it for me? Being choosy is smart, why don’t I do what I do without explaining myself?
We have to enslave some part of ourselves to be part...
October 2011
1 post
film
Memories are irreplacable, unlike film they are intangible and nearly translucent, no matter how much you talk about something in the past you will never be able to bring it back.
There are two kind of memories in this world, the ones we make with our heart and the ones we make with the money we make. Everyone has to make money, or die trying.
The kind of memories that we make with our heart...
May 2011
9 posts
i have two eyes
you now have four…six…no eight…fuck - you have so many!
what you get
it’s this or whatever you can think of yourself
xox
sorry...
isn’t good enough - i’m taking my power back
i will
never settle
...but
most of all i love the waiting for Mizz Ballet Teacher to arrive, holding the camera like it’s made of pure gold while my daughter is bouncing on her slippers across from her reflection…the fact that the view finder is stuck between two sides of a teeny window frame, the possibility of having to be a seriously vain mother in order to get good pictures when this is all done and worth...
flickr
i love using flickr for making painting like pictures out of digital photography, it feels good to do what i want with flickr.
everytime
There’s so many songs that could represent how I feel, ‘Everytime’ by Britney Spears isn’t it. Right now it would have to be a song that goes on forever and never ceases to change in every aspect of it’s structure. Like the world - beautiful one moment and destroyed the next - yet still beautiful. Like the soul - destructible yet infinite in mystery. Like love -...
April 2011
1 post
just because
why why why
what
yes
i want to
let’s eat
i’ll cook
i’ll clean
you choose what
be quiet
sit there
wait
i need to go to walmart
we have free movies
there’s so much to do
there’s too much to do
i need to paint
i want to walk
i like driving
i hate hate
3 more sips
share
as in share
jean skirts
hair trim
bright colors
2 more sips
n...
March 2011
9 posts
tiesto
he is so brilliant
makes the ground spin
turns air into music
the chemistry raves
sometimes
sometimes i blog and then i just have to reach out and tumbl because i am weak and feel the need to safely fall somewhere alone.
i realized something tonight before i blogged. i realized that not everyone i know is who they were.
people are beautiful and loving them is even more beautiful, but not everyone wants that. not all people have open doors or curtains or door at all. even i myself...
November 2010
1 post
October 2010
1 post
I Love You
I am moving. It is said that moving is one of the top most stressful life transitions after losing a job and loss of a loved one (death of a loved one, else said). It’s nothign exciting, oh wow I’m moving, but moving is like karma. Karma changes the way you see things, even if you don’t actually believe in karma, the word alone and what it denotes changes your life as soon as...
July 2010
2 posts
:$
It’s just weird. I have been observing “everyone” for quite a long time and I’m realizing that so much of what I have seen is what it is FOR sure.
People are real no matter what, but some people are real fakes and ruin it for people who want to be real real people. Fake people are disturbing, they do everything in their power (with their annoying little inner rages of...
June 2010
1 post
April 2010
3 posts
Terminator
Where the Red Lights are Green
I could think in peace if violence could be shut off. Right now a high school student is thinking the same thing. In fact he is thinking, “I could think properly if I could shut my brain off.” By the time he is rewarded for being so tolerant towards abusive authority figures and violent peers, his enemies will be thinking, “I could stand up properly if I could stop shitting my...
March 2010
3 posts
this perked me up this morning
(via dirtylittlestylewhore)
(i don't even know why i'm reblogging this)Swallow... →
i don’t know why we even started talking in the first place. you are a lousy piece of shit. you made me actually believe that you cared. I made one mistake and now we really don’t even talk. it wasn’t even that big of a deal considering I had worked everything out by the next day. so, fuck you….
February 2010
7 posts
cover favorites
Alphaville - Forever Young
Led Zeppelin - Tangerine
New World Order - Bizarre Love Triangle
Paul McCartney - Blackbird
Peter Cetera - Next Time I Fall
Peter Gabriel - In Your Eyes
Sade - King of Sorrow
Sarah McLachlan - Sad Clown
Simon & Garfunkle - Scarborough Fair
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Zephyr Song
Tiffany - Promises Made
keep the faucet
and keep the dream
i dreamt
I always dream. Sometimes I have such bad migraines I just dream of black. Yes, it’s true.
Last night I dreamed I was in Le Louvre - I’ve had this one before but it was always so dark and creepy. This time it was bright and clear even thought it was night, the moon was round and full, it’s light came in crisp and clean through the window. I could smell dust, well, NO ONE was...
it seems
there’s no trust, it drives me crazy
LATER:
So, I guess I knew that, I am a prophet. Or I do have sight. Something like that. But, it makes me so sad that I work up the nerve to apply all I know about psychology to my personal relations - only to find that I have gone deeper than I thought into the negative. Risky old me.
It’s not that it makes me cry per say, (haha, I never use...
i have that exact starbucks cup
(via dirtylittlestylewhore)
are girls more aggressive than guys now?
lifeasitseems:
i mean, in this generation…
just a thought.
January 2010
4 posts
Fucked Up
You are all I need, I need you
Even when I sleep why did you make me leave?
You’re just a drug I need
This vacancy is toxic to my blood, come be with me
My flesh has turned to dust
In a dream I woke up
and you can’t resist lust
So I’ve died to survive being fucked up
Everything you do hurts me
Why can’t you see I need you? look at me
All that you do, far away
Is...
December 2009
4 posts
it's been a long time
Dive to the bottom, not one crack of light
Look into my soul to see if I’m alright
The pain is now a flower in my hair
I wore it everyday as I soared through the air
High in the sky are my tears and cries
There are things you never realized
It’s sad and I don’t put up with that shit
So who I was to you isn’t who I am a bit
Listening to the angels sing, how I love...
a million things to do with sadness
There’s a million things to do with this sadness, and not one of them makes sense. I just want to be happy. I don’t want to wait in a storm, I don’t want to fall a thousand feet to my ruin, I don’t want to be blinded by tears, I don’t want to watch the world make mistakes.
There’s a million things to be happy about, and not one of them is safe from the...
comfort
i feel really comforted right now. heidi klum, mtv and knitting are mixing like a warm fire on a night of thunder and rain. i’m letting myself fall as a feather, so light and free, willing to land and happy about it.
each moment brings a new burst of feelings to the surface and my lips are being brought to a smile more easily than ever before.
i keep thinking of the shivers that rushed...
i choose 'c'
After the rain my thoughts come down like diamonds
Memories so sweet, I almost fall to my feet.
My ball of yarn is so tempting I can hear my heart purring
But it too sore, I left it in my bed the night before.
Outside the air is thickened with love and music
I hide in the dark, like a lioness in an ark.
So lonely I wander to a bottle of passionate red, and give in.
Here it is, the...
c is for care, d is for don't
Why is it that I am stronger than myself???
I watch out for me, keep my eye on the ground below me, watch the back of me.
The more trends people follow, the more they learn to set.
Doing what is wrong is like the icing on the cake.
I have no appetite for cake.
So what if I travel the back roads.
The back roads are for me.
I’m the only one on them and that’s the way it’s...
November 2009
3 posts
deep cove
I had the best drive of my life today in my new car. The trees were frozen like still shots yet reaching within my mind to pull up more unconscious thoughts I haven’t yet discovered because of so many hard spots in life.
When my son turned two, 8 1/2 years ago, I had a relapse into depression, the adolescent kind. I tried a few antidepressants but they just made me sick. So, being a...
with no sun
No, no, don’t! Please, no!
Keep it away!
How could anyone be so addicted to the act of hurting?
Will I ever find intelligent, talented, happy spirited people anywhere else?
I keep falling in love with loving, warm people and then looking below into the pit of faces sunken in with temptation
There isn’t one clean conscience there, all that’s happening is a cycle of disease
...