December 2010
i never felt so wicked as when i willed our love...
le tigre, dancing around, getting dressed, work, skye, grasshopper, ringin’ in the new year with a bunch of dirty mailmen.
algernon cadwallader—motivational song.
the...
i still think about you. a lot.
i almost have no motivation to leave my apartment for the rest of the night. i’m enjoying being lazy on my couch and i feel as though the experience could be furthered with a removal of my (extremely torn-up) tights and dress.
i.e. a one-woman underwear party.
juz sayin’.
sometimes
the things i’m thinking make perfect sense until i turn them into words and embarrass myself.
Black is beautiful. White is beautiful. Asian is...
a style blog? →
normally i’m not huge on style blogs. it’s just a personal thing. but this one, run by a THIRTEEN YEAR OLD tavi gevinson, is just so so amazing.
itinerary:
wake up at noon, walk around apartment naked, listen to bob dylan louder than usual, enjoy day off.
someone come over and snuggle and listen to best coast with me. i have popsicles…
back home. bought groceries. cranked the heat. no roommates. loud music. snuggling on the couch in my undies.
i feel like i’ve been holding my breath all week.
i don’t want to be bothered with thoughts of you anymore.
so we ignore those body parts that get so wet and get so hard and focus on our beating hearts—your arm to hold me, here to guard me. i can sleep alone tonight. i feel weird, but that’s alright. i’m learning not to think too much, i turn the lights out AND SLEEP TIGHT!
foralskelse:
Devil Town - Daniel Johnston
