Wednesday, April 7, 2010

before you get too involved, i want you to know
that i'm a fucking mess


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how do we all feel about black lips? i'm talking normal people style, not so much the alexander mcqueen look. i'm rather tempted to go swap my dark red for something more somber.
then again, i'd probably end up wasting it by drawing whiskers on my face.
this is becoming a favourite pastime
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i want hair so long i can wrap it around my arms
i want to plait it with flowers and tie little bells on the ends
i want lovely long eyelashes that tickle my eyelids
i want little matchstick legs, starved and graceful
i want to draw whiskers on my face everyday in different colours
i want daisy chain toe rings
i want shaky skeletal hands
i want frilly bow socks with mary janes
I WANT PURPLE HAIR
i want to sound whimsical
i want vampire fangs
i want bows everywhere, always.
i want heart shape candy to make me sick
i want you to make me well
i want a lame velvet scrunchie to tie everything up
i want paint splattered overalls and mud splattered gumboots
i want mickey mouse ears
but i what i really want is a fort. duh.


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perfect.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

the beautiful people of the world make the rest of us feel bad.

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Monday, April 5, 2010

doing a little of DIY again..which is never a good thing. most of the things i make either fall apart or just look generally crap.
oh well, cross your fingers and hope.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

i need to find a new food staple besides dumplings. ideas?

i smell like vanilla and desperation.

and it hurts to breathe sometimes, the atmosphere burns my lungs.

the most authentic thing about us is our capacity to create, to overcome, to endure, to transform, to love and to be greater than our suffering

why couldnt the proverbial quiet before a storm be reversed?

Saturday, April 3, 2010


so there's been a serious lack of posting recently and it's kind of making me twitch
you see, i was holidaying it up on the coast. working on the tan and surfing it up.
that is...if i could tan and surf properly

never. gonna. happen.
but did share some lovely nights filled with movies and big jumpers and furry hats and yummy food. oh and smokes. but that is one thing i should stop doing.