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♥ meddling with the grand plan. snip, snip.
★ maybe-marble
Oberon Theatre

"i think it's a mistake to lose one's sense of death, even one's fear of death. isn't death the boundary we need? doesn't it give a precious texture to life, a sense of definition? you have to ask yourself whether anything you do in this life would have beauty and meaning without the knowledge you carry a final line, a border or limit."

- white noise, don delillo

★ yuki-chan
Oberon Theatre

yuki pic

★ of the devil's party
Oberon Theatre

"we were the children of innocent consumerism and the inheritors of the freedoms won by our seditious elders in the late sixties. we had a free, superior and somewhat lazy education. we weren't much restrained by morality or religion. music, dancing and conscienceless fucking were our totems. we boasted that we were the freest there'd ever been."

- intimacy, hanif kureishi

★ everybody's doing it baby!
the village voice rotten tomatoes om improvement mOmentOm yOga camper iD magazine ontological-hysteric theatre mazzy star green plastic radiohead official radiohead tour de france lance armstrong sex and the city baylene feminist sf and fantasy atheist quotes go fug yourself buy cheap marie claire! ted design*sponge unstudio 2modern

★ unaccounted for
stpi sculpture square nus museum ps1 tate britain british sculpture zadok ben-david gilles massot ong kim seng dia:beacon guggenheim museums burning man royal academy of art the state hermitage museum new york museums tara mcpherson

★ the propellerheads
"when i was a kid i used to pray every night for a new bicycle. then i realised that the lord doesn't work that way so i stole one and asked him to forgive me."

★ nada, nada, nada
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★ thanks
Skin by szemay at szemay94
CODE by seisha pullthetrigger at blogskins.

what a girl wants
Sunday, June 28, 2009 @ 2:26 PM
01 jewelry from tiffany's and hermes
02 holidays to the maldives, italy and new york
03 nice doting boyfriend
04 good sex
05 manja cute cat
06 lazy weekends
07 unlimited credit on amazon (books, dvds and blurays) and net-a-porter
08 good skin
09 midweek margaritas with good friends
10 sunday dinners with family
11 short and painless periods
12 one's own apartment filled with books, paintings and dvds
13 a grey vw mini
14 good health
15 less work, more money

Monday, June 22, 2009 @ 10:29 PM
happiness is random and accidental. sometimes it's a little overwhelming and you can't stop thinking when it will all end. when tragedy will befall me and crush me into a pulp of sadness and pain. hah. me the dramatic and cynical one. i am going out with someone now. at times, i'm a little hesitant. other times, i'm so sure. it feels very right and very wrong. yes, i've got trust and commitment issues. who doesn't? and i do feel undeserving of happiness. that i would only be complete if i was unhappy. haha.

i think i may just jump off the cliff and see what happens.

Crush by Ada Limón June 8, 2009 (The New Yorker)
Tuesday, June 02, 2009 @ 3:42 PM
Maybe my limbs are made

mostly for decoration,

like the way I feel about

persimmons. You can’t

really eat them. Or you

wouldn’t want to. If you grab

the soft skin with your fist

it somehow feels funny,

like you’ve been here

before and uncomfortable,

too, like you’d rather

squish it between your teeth

impatiently, before spitting

the soft parts back up

to linger on the tongue like

burnt sugar or guilt.

For starters, it was all

an accident, you cut

the right branch

and a sort of light

woke up underneath,

and the inedible fruit

grew dark and needy.

Think crucial hanging.

Think crayon orange.

There is one low, leaning

heart-shaped globe left

and dearest, can you

tell, I am trying

to love you less.

few: in the school garden we will meet then
Monday, June 01, 2009 @ 4:36 PM
On missing that one good guy, growing old and fading beauty - Failure to Launch: When Beauty Fades by Elizabeth Wurtzel.