31.8.10

who will give me a flower?





Today I was lonely but it was a very beautiful day and I got to be verrrry cold and then I ate vegan food (!) That was nice.

22.8.10

Even more than this



ANDY is one of my brother's besties (EDIT: apparently he is the bestie). He wears too-short golfing vests and he's currently making (burning?) French Toast. He offered to make me English toast so...

...he is also awesome.

More than this



My BROTHER smells like bubble gum and when he yawns he sounds like a whale.

He's pretty much awesome.

21.8.10

19.8.10




"AND WE DRINK TOO MUCH AND FUCK TOO SOON, SMOKE CIGARETTES IN RENTED ROOMS. WE QUIT OUR JOBS AND SHOOT THE MOON AND CUT OUR WRISTS AND SLEEP TIL NOON."
- casiotone for the painfully alone

12.8.10

Deerlings&Ghostthings

I think I feel things far too much, not all of the time, but when I do it's like travelling through space at the speed of light and it hits hard enough to bruise. When I love a person or a place or a thing I just can't do it in small amounts, I love whatever it is so much that I feel like I could spontaneously combust. Starbursts in my head, raw nerves in my heart, electricity in my stomach. It's desperate and sad and heartbreaking and it's there. It's the difference between thinking and feeling, and it is fiercer than a lion.

-Deerlings&Ghostthings

Some kind of magick

"How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrible, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June... If it were only the other way! If it were I who was to be always young, and the picture that was to grow old! For that-for that-I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! I would give my soul for that!" -The Picture of Dorian Gray