Marble-heavy, a bag full of God

i know sylvia plath is all the rage in hipster-dom (also known as tumblr) but regardrless of fads, this is one of my favourite poems, and i only really realised the rhythm when i listened to plath read it herself

blow

ive always been magnetised by charismatic women

'Fashion is a vampiric thing,' she says. 'It's the hoover on your brain. That's why I wear the hats, to keep everyone away from me. They say, "Oh, can I kiss you?" I say, "No, thank you very much. That's why I've worn the hat. Goodbye." I don't want to be kissed by all and sundry. I want to be kissed by the people I love.'

rorschach

okay ive literally done nothing not one thing that i could blog legit so its just my face and limbs again

i will notify the church elders as soon as i actually do something interesting

oh yeah i still have a cat. there you go. some excitement 

                    aha see that liquid is paint water. now isnt that worth knowing? 

birthing a la 'born this way' which in my opinion,  was just not good

yeRRRR so sorry

 bye

DRACULAS WEDDING

i know i know, the crucifix ring. ive jumped on the bandwagon, but i may as well ride it til the wheels fall off. thats the spirit.

anyway enough with this poxy high quality, back to the pixellsssssss

 getting more and more lovely. the continuum of lovely. 

THE ULTIMATE DIY

today was fun.
you guyyyyyyyys, all i wanted was a face made of tape


i rip my tape back and forth 
gurl

BLOGGG GIVEAWAY: WHORE ME OUT TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS AND WIN THIS TAPE FACE COMPLETE WITH SKIN MOLECULES. 


im joking of course i would never give away my back-up face, i am too close to it now.
my gosh i am pretty fly for a white/asian guy. too fly. too white/asian.


this post is missing a mean girls quote


i sound so bitter these day about everything. good. ill edit this later so i seem nice and kooky.

um okay yes. 
6:13 onwards is just pure pure 

i will start regularly blogging

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	January 10, 2011 Urban Word of the Day buy when the economy picks up mugs, tshirts and magnets Common beginning or ending to a sentence. It can serve to: 1. provide an excuse for why one has not yet done something. 2. suggest a vague intention of doing something later (similar to how Spanish speakers use the word "mañana.") 3. add minimal credibility to an idea that is a pipe dream. 1. There's no point in looking for a job until the economy picks up. 2. I'll start my business when the economy picks up. 3. Unemployment levels will go back down to the levels they were in the late 1990s when the economy picks up. economy excuse mañana pipe dream unemployment employment by wouldaben Jan 6, 2011 share this

ROBOT OEUF

THIS BLOG IS NEEDING MAJORR OVERHAUL AINT IT.

well anyway, nothing has happened over here apart from spending the moneys and other superficial ventures of the like. oh yeah, i guess new years and christmas sort of happened. and my 17th birthday eeeekk i hate time. 

so i might as well utilise my purchases and yknow, take pictures of myself (LIKE I NEED A REASON) 

crocodile ring and black mesh vest both asos.

 no eye? i dont know. i just went with it

OKAY OKAY HERE WE GO. MY BABY, MY LOVE, MY TRINITY, MY DOVE ETC ETC THE NEW CAMERA

a beautiful birthday/christmas present from the parents. impractically large lens on average sized camera. thats right expect real photos from now on not the usual slabs of pixels such as these. but lets be honest here, although i will appreciate the ability to take high quality pretentious imagery thanks to this new technology, this camera was bought for two main intentions:

.the shutter sound is DIVINE. PURE DIVINITY. 

.i want to be one of those skinny bitches with big cameras that look like they are struggling to hold them while maintaining that art-house feel.

ie. below

GOAL ACHIEVED RIGGGGGGGHT

 and last these kippers.

they are just overall quite nice so i bought them. and they cover my face making them perfectly worth the £.

somewhere between insomnia and dreaming

A FORM OF UGLINESS SO INTOLERABLE/WILDE

ive got too much on my mind but not enough in my head.
angst angst angst.
(silent, contemplative LOL)


ive been thinking about being qualified.
its a royal bugger. i wish i was in the moments where one could say "fuck it" and relocate.


i have a path, ive had a path and i cant help but be distracted. hoping its temporary. but this routine is making me sob (hypothetically/hyper pathetically)


so its late, im distracting myself and i will entertain my imagination by pretending to have a captive audience. virtual of course. no such audiences in reality, darl'. and this is the point where i look over my thoughts and edit but its too late to care so here are some pictures.


for art. (always for art. taking a drag of the cigarette OF SLEF INDULGENCE) lovely. 
the whole "concept" was about religion, but i say that loosely because there is no real concept ever, only vague pseudo-thoughts that never fully form and just land as nublie pretensiouso on my page.
inspiRRRed by Vinca Petersen
viola.

i feel ill