jeudi 13 septembre 2007

tell me you're the lucky one



"le long de la baie vitrée, les plantes qui se détachaient dans la pénombre respiraient doucement, enchâssées dans le splendide paysage nocturne. Paysage de nuit - avec ses reflets féeriques, il brillait de tous ses feux dans l'air limpide et vaporeux d'après la pluie."

extrait de Kitchen de Yoshimoto.

je veux vivre dans la littérature japonaise.

dimanche 29 juillet 2007

we live in a beautiful world

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunnèd it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole,
When the night had veiled the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.






William Blake

bursts are where i find a face

jeudi 26 juillet 2007

something forgotten


Skies of Christmas lights
Rainbow coloured dreams
Pink turning to black
Future becoming past



I realised that you weren’t mine
I realised you were never the one

lundi 9 juillet 2007

summertime, and the living's easy

i want your love























it's been hard to deal with something that was always there and always possible but now that it isn't, now that it's over and done with. i can finally let go.

jeudi 14 juin 2007

STONED


wildcat




Sometimes;

I touch myself. i scare them away with my bare hands, bare face, bare skin. I scare them all away.
Sometimes i touch myself until it hurts. Something too good can too often hurt.




Surprisingly, I am more than a woman. And I am more afraid of them than they are of me.

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je remonte une rue de rêves je cherche des besoins des voeux des idées je cherche la vie je veux t'avoir je veux te perdre plus rien n'est logique plus rien ne me tente je suis vide je suis inexistante je suis un corps je suis des yeux je suis une bouche je suis un trou je suis insensible je n'existe plus.

mardi 5 juin 2007

THE KILLS THE KILLS THE KILLS

FUCK



i am a mess of romantic tragedies

i am a mess of romantic tragedies

big city life is fun

big city life is fun