Harold and Maude is a beautifully disturbing film.

Put this in your piece pipe and puff it. <3

Blue bit me like winter, it sat on my confidence

It shook me back to zero, breath no longer made sense.

Osaka stirred around me as i thought my unreal life through.

Nothing to astound me, now me and my indigo.

Me and my indigo hue <3 

...And just like that she spat out her sin and smiled

http://jessicajoslin.com/jessica/gallery/hybrids-2010

It's been a while.

It's because I get busy,
busy bieng selfish.

I won't stop.

I'm on my way to falling in love with myself.

I hope.

Im slightly obsessed with Edie Sedgewick.

http://www.marchesacasati.com/casatihome.html

Inspiration hits me in my blackest moments.

I write, i cry, i miss. I need.

I'm given.

The Books Of Azra: The What & The Why

The Books Of Azra: The What & The Why: "A while ago my friend Azra told me that she was leaving town for a few months and that she needed somewhere to store her books. Today I coll..."

Cindy Sherman 'Doll Clothes', 1975. Stills from 16 mm film © Cindy Sherman / Sammlung Verbund, Vienna / Sprüth Magers Berlin London

 

This is for you.

Smell sour, sing out loud for those who cannot, listen to hatred and forgive,

come to realize what you've got.

Dip into heaven, feel silent sound, make your bed and sleep on the ground.

Playing with a purpose never felt like fun until you became vulnerable,

until you think you may have found the one.

Pull me over and ill pretend not to be scared,

lease give pleasure, before i lose the last of my tread.

Forgetting to feel.

She used to smell holiday before she laid her head to rest,

the window of her heart was left open, left vulnerable for all to test, 

she'd made up her mind, decided it was time, 

and that's when it all turned a right mess.