Sunday, December 18, 2011

collected thoughts

i guess being melancholic around holidays is kinda inevitable, right? yes. it's lame. you have to be strong. you have to show everybody that no corny "special days" can touch you.
the right people will understand exactly what i just typed. you're awesome, people. i really hope we'll meet. one day. some day.

Friday, December 16, 2011

like crazy

i thought i understood it, that i could grasp it, but i didn’t, not really. only the smudgeness of it; the pink-slippered, all-containered, semi-precious eagerness of it. i didn’t realize it would sometimes be more than whole, that the wholeness was a rather luxurious idea. because it’s the halves that halve you in half. i didn’t know, don’t know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011



the girl with milkyway on her skin.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

i do not have the drugs to sort it out


reminder: keep calm and don't sneeze.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

i dreamed in my life, dreams that changed my ideas, have gone through and through me, like wine through water and altered the color of my mind

homemade cookies, grandma's vintage clip earrings, marianne from france delicate ring courtesy of dearest miss b and my white universe.

Friday, December 2, 2011