December 2010
churchofkatemoss:
but they’ve left us a bit of music and a spiked show in the corner, a jigger of scotch, a blue necktie, a small volume of poems by Rimbaud, a horse running as if the devil were twisting his tail over bluegrass and screaming, and then, love again like a streetcar turning the corner on time, the city waiting, the wine and the flowers, the water walking across the lake and summer...
‘twas good to reconnect with old friends, good to get my mind off the ugly, good to acquire four bottles of cheap champagne in preparation for tomorrow. good to snuggle in a slanket, good to purchase a pack of newports (100s…murder me) for the first time in ages, good to enjoy the presence of others for a change and to have something to look forward to.
it’s just some numbers on a clipboard. it’s horseshit.
it’s just some numbers on a clipboard. it’s horseshit.
“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,...”
– Sylvia Plath (via lovebug)
va te faire foutre
“I undressed you with my eyes, I have maybe even raped you in a dark and eerie...”
– CocoRosie (via expose)
1 tag
Anonymous: What did you get for christmas?
some clothes, perfume, lovely books, random knick knacks
Anonymous: how much do you weigh now
i went back down to 94 as of last wednesday
julesssssss: yeah i go to express i love it- get a membership so we can workout! they have yoga classes even o.O but i’m sure they aren’t very good. by the way, because i’m such a tumblr stalker...
move on to another day to a whole new town with a whole new way