Saturday, March 27, 2010

Spring is fooling us


mexico from the big picture

Sylviaji.com


jean paul gaultier


helena bonham carter


amazing, thanks redheadedruckus


miumiu


sylvia ji


beautiful boys


neatorama - The twelve men who flew on the world’s first nuclear bombing mission in 1945

Friday, March 5, 2010

New York dreams




i live in the best city in the world



le smoking
one mans style
boston big picture

Ramblings from the Mansion February '10

the slip of a
curvature
similarly
brushing up
breathing
blaming
you say
“results may
vary”
I say
“I am not what
I once was”
we treasure these breaths.






however
we never
separate
the entities
that somehow
connect us
separation
is simply
a new friend
that never happens
spend our whole
lives
awaiting
to see.
when all we
have to do
is flip the
light on.



the figure
the face
the catch
the face
gift
rome
coerce
we work our
moments
to be how we
want to perceive
them.
brain matter
on her new
black dress.
the dress that
was supposed
To be white or
a pastel blue.
her father’s
incessant smile
drops an octave



forever
however
you are
my love
I’ll be alone
with you an
your love
will be safe.
here with me
I’ll make
sure of your
presence
statue of a man
you.
you decided.
you decided
to be that
soul. That love.
that place
in our lives.

we spelled out
the words for
you in order for
them to see you.
spilling the
trays of
emptiness and
angles. We
say our lives are
full but what
does that mean?
really? Full
full of loneliness
full of self
imposed hatred.
full of life.
full fell.
left.








when did you know that
we were going to touch
each other?
how did you see my
place?
    why did everyone decide
you were that person to
join us? to make us feel our love?



I go home to myself tonight
in a sense of awe.
          loving and hating
                    (oh the cliché words)
the essence of what I am.
the corruption of my bones has
fulfilled me to an extent that
I can can’t ever go back. I don’t
ever want to be seen (to myself)
as someone who let their life
get away. I want to hunt
it down. a killer to his
prey. I want to orgasm from
the kill and find what it
is that pulls me forward.

Things I love










ty
jak and jil
ushistorians
etc
le love
fuck yeah, dresses