February 2012
5 posts
All This and Heaven Too
No, words are a language, It doesn’t deserve such treatment, And all my stumbling phrases, Never amounted to anything worth this feeling, All this heaven, Never could describe such a feeling as I’m having, Words were never so useful, So I was screaming out a language that I never knew existed before.
“Give me malice.
Give me detached existentialist ennui.
Give me rampant...”
– Chuck Palahniuk ~ Invisible Monsters
just for the record..
The weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of:
A. Indifference or
B. Disinterest in what the critics say
I'm burning like a bridge for your body
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January 2012
13 posts
An Open Marriage
tomyhusband:
Just to be clear, Newt Gingrich didn’t ask for an open marriage. That raging narcissist asked his ailing wife for permission to continue cheating. There’s a huge difference.
Actually used the phrase ‘would you like to model for me’ to pick up a girl in a club. I always knew I had a sleazy male photographer in me hiding somewhere…
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What a difference a day makes…and a new pair of jeans.
I pore over design books and blogs until I’m do outrageously jealous of other peoples work to kick me into gear
“I felt like I was squandering my creative juices on people with limited...”
There are geeks and there are nerds and I am fucking sick of nerds.
east london is a vampire
it sucks the joy right out of me
Don’t make me sad, don’t make me cry Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough I don’t know why Keep making me laugh, Let’s go get high The road is long, we carry on Try to have fun in the meantime Come and take a walk on the wild side Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain You like your girls insane Choose your last words This is the last time Cause you and I,...
do you want the truth or something beautiful?
A rose is blue and violets red
say it isn’t true don’t tell me romance is dead
So wake up you sleepy head
think of all the magic we could make
all your dreams are just a kiss away
Blowjobs are the breakfast of champions. Full of protein and love.
December 2011
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November 2011
1 post
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Blue Jeans
Blue jeans, White shirt Walked into the room you know you made my eyes burn It was like, james dean, for sure You so fresh to death & sick as ca-cancer You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop But you fit me better than my favourite sweater, and I know That love is mean, and love hurts But I still remember that day we met in november, oh baby.
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October 2011
14 posts
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“Patrick Bateman: Do you know what Ed Gein said about women?
David Van Patten:...”
– American Psycho
(& Yes incase you are wondering, the book is better than the film.)
“She was a stranger once but now I’d be strange without her.”
– From The Mind Of Me: She was a stranger once but now I’d be strange without her.
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mariaoffmute asked: Hello! You look like someone I know but cant really tell from the picture. Anyway - thanks for following my lame little blog. I'm attending that Torture garden thingy too! Not exactly sure what outfit to sport!
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September 2011
5 posts
controlling anger
So to stay calm and above it all you’re supposed to remove yourself from situations you anticipate being something that will make you angry. But what do you do when that conflicts with ‘fear of missing out’ issues?
what do you do
when you think someone has called you a bitch in the most pussyshit way possible?
1.Over the phone.
2.By making you agree that someone elses actions were bitchy.
3.Making a remark comparing you to them.
4.Tittering like a fucking schoolchild.
Do you call them out and give them the extra option of implying you’re paranoid by denying it or suck it up, know your actions were justified, and...
la tristesse durera
not sure if that’s how you spell it…it means the sadness goes on.
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“I was never faithful
And I was never one to trust
Borderlining schizo
And...”
– Placebo - Black Eyed
July 2011
2 posts
“damn these wild young hearts”
– the noisettes
I still want to drown, whenever you leave Please teach me gently, how to breathe And I’ll cross oceans, like never before So you can feel the way I feel it too And I’ll mirror images back at you So you can see the way I feel it too
June 2011
4 posts
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To not regret a single second
So last week I watched a programme called bums, boobs and botox. Being the reality surgery TV addict that, I am I loved every second of it. It was gruesome and funny and shocking etc. etc. etc. but there was one woman that really stood out for me. She was slightly older than most of the clients at the clinic featured and she had been getting botox all over her face for quite some time. Her reason...
I was always taught
If you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all.
Serendipity?
Isn’t it weird when you think someone’s left your life completely then all of a sudden you’re reminded by a teeny tiny circumstantial thing….
Walking home from the station, on the opposite side of the road I normally walk down, through my tiny commuter village/town I spy a sticker of a little known band who split up a while ago newly placed on a lampost right at my head...
May 2011
3 posts
“I spend 23 hours a day wondering whether we’re wrong for each other, wondering...”
– ER (via quotewhore)
“You are the only one who has understood even a whisper of me, and I will tell...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via quotewhore)
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