Loneliness, tenderness, high society, notoriety
You fight for the throne and you travel alone
Unknown as you slowly sink
And there's no time to think.
Memory, ecstasy, tyranny, hypocrisy
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss
In the valley of the missing link
And you have no time to think.
China doll, alcohol, duality, mortality
Mercury rules you and destiny fools you
Like the plague, with a dangerous wink
And there's no time to think.
bob dylan
Sunday, January 30, 2011
bloody sunday.
bring it all into the light, let me read what's on your mind.
I crave your thoughts, and sleep to your rhythm.
I crave your thoughts, and sleep to your rhythm.
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love
Friday, January 28, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
ideal reincarnation...
marianne faithful. blonde. style icon. notorious groupie...
"My first move was to get a Rolling Stone as a boyfriend. I slept with three and decided the lead singer was the best bet".
...oh and literal god on absolutely fabulous.
"My first move was to get a Rolling Stone as a boyfriend. I slept with three and decided the lead singer was the best bet".
...oh and literal god on absolutely fabulous.
Labels:
ab fab,
fashion,
god,
marianne faithful,
wisdomosity
skinny love.
my detox is eating away at my brain. never mind my love of pub fare and mcdonalds. how do people function in society without coffee? I am sorry but green tea does NOT compare. and not having a glass of wine every night is giving me anxiety.
...and yes I see the irony in this following my previous post.
...and yes I see the irony in this following my previous post.
Labels:
beach ready,
happy wife happy life,
thinspiration
the addict.
why does everything bad for you feel so good? what happened to make broccoli not taste like chocolate and how come nice guys finish last? why do we fiend the challenge and bore with what comes easy. we tear our hearts apart striving for something we don't even know, and push our bodies to attain something we see on screens. each drink each drug each casual encounter is all part of the master plan to reach euphoria by pushing ourselves so close to the edge that we see the light. we don't care how dangerous it is as long as it beats the mundane. then we crash and we go back to these demons to numb the pain.
Labels:
love,
love and other drugs,
wisdomosity
put a ring on it: or dance a ring around the pole?
the sexual cost of female success is a really interesting article about modern day women and their sexuality. what is at stake when it comes to women and success and a brief look at modern 'hook up' culture. what power do we really have? Can we use our sex appeal as power or is it just modern feminist bs to get ahead using sex? "I still think you have better odds of succeeding, especially if you're attractive, if you don't give in, if you make him work hard, get to know you, make commitments -- all that stuff that seems pretty basic. This is not about getting sex. Women can get sex whenever they want. Post it on Craigslist and you can have it within the hour. This is about getting commitments." perfectly put.
thank you gala.
thank you gala.
Labels:
feminism,
modern day bride,
sex,
sexuality
Monday, January 24, 2011
you are my definition.
“There is always one person you love who becomes that definition.
This is the person who unknowingly sets the template
for what you will always love about other people.”
-Chuck Klosterman
via the magnificent katie boland
Labels:
chuck klosterman,
katie boland,
love,
wisdomosity
Friday, January 21, 2011
tgif.
thank god it's friday. got my coachella ticket today and as scene as that sounds IM LOSING it with excitement. look at the list below and try not to bust something with that line up. oh and just to push the scenester further ALL I can think about is what grungy/hippy/vintage/hunter combinations I can wear.
tgif scene yo.
tgif scene yo.
Labels:
brilliant,
coachella,
music,
scene sucks,
tgif
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
parkway.
parkway is tough. but we have all been there. help a friend out. be dd. try and pump the brakes. and dear lord it's winter, black ice comes out of nowhere.
Labels:
boys are stupid: throw rocks at them,
love,
parkway,
winter
dear diary.
I was recently put off a little by blogging. the dear diary esque some people were getting. my lack of creativity stemmed from christmas or better known as, my hell on earth. with january comes jANOary and all these new years resolutions conclude with me feeling like a fat bridget jones. but! I've been reading lots and a new hurricane in my life has forced me to be inspired for the better. SO we are young and rich and free. boom.
my faith in love comes from my extreme happiness and excitement for the first one of my best friends getting MARRIED. literally got a ring on it. I know this glee will get old fast. but she is the first and her wedding is in the hot hot heat and my god I will dance with my other girls like 'a single girl at a wedding'. but in all seriousness, the above picture is a sham and to the love of my life...
my faith in love comes from my extreme happiness and excitement for the first one of my best friends getting MARRIED. literally got a ring on it. I know this glee will get old fast. but she is the first and her wedding is in the hot hot heat and my god I will dance with my other girls like 'a single girl at a wedding'. but in all seriousness, the above picture is a sham and to the love of my life...
kisses.
Labels:
blogging,
love,
wisdomosity
wino.
I recently made my own wine and wrote a review for artful winemaking. It is an enjoyable experience to produce and enjoy your own creation... and unlike veggies from the garden wine gets you buckled. don't drink and drive lovelies.
Labels:
creativity,
notak,
red wine,
wisdomosity
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
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