December 2009
95 posts
Listen
Sex on Feet
It is is nearing five in the morning right now and I am sitting on the floor in my new shoes, not intending to move an inch.
I am starting this new tradition whereby I will buy myself a pair of gorgeous shoes whenever someone breaks my heart, and christen them after that person. Morbid, isn’t it? I should change it to a new pair each time I get attached but much as I like to, it is not...
Formspring
Where the fuck are we supposed to see our questions answered
I’ll be answering them when I have them compiled whenever I am free so sorry for the delay.
I wish I was beautiful.
Same here, all the time.
I love him.
I think I am liking this guy and it is frustrating.
I’m crushing on a Christian boy.
Agonising, isn’t it? Crushing on someone.
[…] Am I doing this to...
Ask/Tell/Confess?
I’m bored. Ask me a question? (It’s anonymous so feel free to say anything)
http://www.formspring.com/forms/?788519-vVZoQpMvGy
“Here in the bathroom with me are razor blades. Here is iodine to drink. Here are...”
– Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor
Just who the fuck do you think you are
So much for trying to be/make friends. I am done making the first move all the time to contact you. You are not worth my tears and frustration, paranoia and insecurities.
Me: I said I wanted true love this Christmas but clearly I have been an unpleasant child.
Abigail: It is just that Santa couldn't find a stocking big enough for a boy. Which was why I had to give you a Lego-man years ago, remember?
“I asked her, “Could we kiss for a little bit?”
“Excuse me,” she said,...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Which is why I like kissing people. It is nice to kiss nice people.
“You wonder whether you are not simply a phantom in other people’s minds....”
– Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man
Jack Dawson: Where to, Miss?
Rose DeWitt Bukater: To the stars.
Why do I have to come back to this place? I am not missed or loved, and I do not get better here.
June 20, 2009
Dear Blanche, I was right all along: They will only miss you when they realise that you are gone and will never be coming back.
Lisa Rowe: And I played the fucking villain, just like you wanted.
Susanna Kaysen: Why would I want that?
Lisa Rowe: Because it makes you the good guy, sweet pea.
I can't sleep, can I come over?
“He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
http://www.musicandsfx.com/sscd.htm →
I can’t help it; I find the sound of glass shattering extremely therapeutic.
Like I told Alex, I'd fuck to Electro
Music shall be my sole drug, sex, and booze. Okay maybe not sex.
Question: What genre/song would you have sex to?
“Nevertheless she sometimes thought that they were the finest days of her life,...”
– Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
http://fashionary.org/blog/30-fashion-illustrators-... →
Reminiscence.
Dear Abigail,
I remember finding you seated on the floor right outside my ward that morning. I asked you what you were doing but you said nothing and went off. The space you sat on? It was the only spot on the floor that was warm.
How the hell did she do that?
What?
How did she manage to cruise around downtown, get herself halfway across the city, and onto a roof, in a goddamn thunderstorm?
People can do anything when they really want to die.
“I can’t breathe. I’m going to throw up. I reach out for the door and...”
– Deborah Lytton
“I close my eyes and I let my body shut itself down and I let my mind wander. It...”
– James Frey, A Million Little Pieces
““Look at me. Do you think I have given up? Do you think I am already...”
– Tess Gerritsen
““I’m losing myself, Gabriel. Every day, I feel like I’m...”
– Tess Gerritsen
(via drugmoney)
(732): I’m drinking away my Christmas cash....
Insomnia
“I wanted to stop. I wanted so desperately to stop being so cold, and the way I...”
– Hannah McAlister
“They can print statistics and count the populations in hundreds of thousands,...”
– Graham Greene, From Our Man in Havana
“I have a heart made of diamonds. There is nothing you can do, there is nothing...”
“Yvonne shook me awake. She took my head in her lap, and her long brown hair...”
– Janet Fitch, White Oleander
This is why we were best friends.
Abigail: Once upon a time a princess fell in love with a prince. They got married, and lived happily ever after. The end.
Kid: So what happens after that?
Abigail: You wouldn't want to know what happens. Just stick to "happily ever after". You'd thank me in the future.
(That kid was me, by the way.)
Like someone once said to me, [I am] just a stray cat looking for a place and someone to come home to.
“You asked me who I thought I was before. I said maybe a fish because I love...”
– Francesca Lia Block, Wasteland
““What is REAL?” asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side...”
– Margery Williams, The Velveteen Rabbit
“I’ll never escape. It drives me mad. I must must must do something. I feel as if...”
– John Fowles, The Collector
“I like the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when...”
– Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius
Fame < Infamy
Any time, any day. As always, and forever will be.
“About me as a drinker: I wasn’t much of one and had a short, bad history...”
– Brock Clarke, An Arsonist’s Guide to Writers’ Homes in New England
This is too cute. I should get my friends to attempt something like this this weekend all in the name of good fun.