July 2008
6 posts
June 2008
9 posts
I scalped my thumb today at work, it hurt, but there was far less blood than I expected there to be. Perhaps I’m drying up?
It’s gotten pretty tiring, being huddled up in corners patterning my skin the same as the wall. I’ve tried hard to stop that, fading away from everyone in person.Changing pigments for the sole purpose of not having to deal with awkwardness or discomfort, it’s not a redeeming quality, not one bit. I don’t like change, and it’s unfortunate that something positive has,...
Picture courtesy of squareamerica.com, one of my favorite sites to find photos to save into the ol’ inspiration folder.
I don’t understand why old photography makes me so happy. Collectively, in my opinion, they’re so much prettier than all the casual photos you see today. Is the clothes? The attitudes towards the camera? Perhaps it’s just the magic of polaroids and...
" Hang on Little Tomato" by Pink Martini
The sun has left and forgotten me It’s dark, I cannot see Why does this rain pour down I’m gonna drown In a sea Of deep confusion Somebody told me, I don’t know who Whenever you are sad and blue And you’re feelin’ all alone and left behind Just take a look inside and you’ll find You gotta hold on, hold on through the night Hang on, things will be all...
