Login
Forgot Password?

OR

Login with Google Login with Twitter Login with Facebook
  • Join
  • Profiles
  • Groups
  • SuicideGirls
  • Photos
  • Videos
  • Shop
Vital Stats

fellinibird

Member Since 2008

Followers 571 Following 458

  • Everything
  • Photos
  • Video
  • Blogs
  • Groups
  • From Others

Wednesday Jun 04, 2008

Jun 4, 2008
0
  • Facebook
  • Tweet
  • Email
Good morning, on July 7
Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once - Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.
ever thine
ever mine
ever ours


THAT is what i want. but do I already have it? I hope I do.

here are things you might not know about me:

I hate creating subject titles to emails. I usually pick something that doesn't pertain to the subject of the email or post at all.

I have a LOT of scars. too many to count. all over.

I'm secretly obsessed with Chanel even though I know the only Chanel item I'll ever own is a bottle of their nail lacquer.

Anytime I've ever made a decent living I've blown all the proceeds. ALL of the proceeds.

I haven't eaten a pomegranate in seven years but I remember loving them.

Persimmons are my favorite fruit. I've only ever eaten three.

I've played my viola in Carnegie Hall. twice.

If the movie Almost Famous comes on tv I will stop whatever it is that I'm doing and watch the rest of it.

I've dated people of color more often than I've dated anyone who looks like me. That isn't based on any reason or preference, it's just a matter of fact.

I really enjoy the smell of library books.

The feeling of hands placed gently on my hips from behind instantly makes me hot and bothered.

Sometimes, when the beauty of the world hits me, I cry in public places.

I have never been on a plane. And therefore, I have a very limited view of the world.

Really, I don't know what love is.


And on that note. I would cut off my right leg to find the love of my life and marry them. Under the condition that we'd live happily ever after. Are there guarantees in life, ever? I don't think so, but I want nothing more than I want lifetime guarantees.

I am so normal. My thoughts are so very non-unique. I wonder if I've ever thought anything original.

Oh a happy note, I think I have a slim chance with this new organic bakery that's opening up here. If I don't get it, I'll be crying, so look for that entry, because I'm not expecting much from life these days.

So here's an analogy to what I feel about my love life. At this moment I feel like I just had a kitten. This kitten was fucking adorable. I think in my perfect world this kitten was white and it had blue eyes. It had all the working parts and the best name and it never did anything to upset me. We got him all his shots and made sure that he was in good health. I think it was probably hypoallergenic, too. It was the perfect pet, the ideal fucking kitten. And then something happened, someone probably made me really sad or maybe I was just extra hormonal, and I kicked this kitten really hard because it was in my line of fire. I just killed the kitten. I killed it dead. It was the only thing I ever needed to make my life truly complete. And I just watched it die.

HAPPY. right? que sera sera.







kingskottie:
ludvig wasnt that cool.. a pop artist at best.

anyway... i'm sorry.
Jun 5, 2008

More Blogs

  • 07.15.12
    3

    Sunday Jul 15, 2012

    it's things like this that cheer me up. because i has a sad. hope…
  • 07.10.12
    3

    Tuesday Jul 10, 2012

    this. adult swim anyone? going to Forecastle on Friday. Slei…
  • 07.09.12
    4

    Monday Jul 09, 2012

    When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell 'Cause I'm a piece of shit, i…
  • 07.06.12
    4

    Friday Jul 06, 2012

    so i have to go to work and open the restaurant. but let me just …
  • 06.13.12
    8

    Wednesday Jun 13, 2012

    There isnt anyone you couldnt love once youve heard their story. Mar…
  • 06.08.12
    12

    Friday Jun 08, 2012

    I'm back for a full year. Sorry you're stuck with meeeeee Thank yo…
  • 06.02.12
    7

    Saturday Jun 02, 2012

    If you've got it, flaunt it.
  • 05.23.12
    3

    Wednesday May 23, 2012

    i wanna go do stuff and go out but i have to take my car to the shop …
  • 05.09.12
    8

    Thursday May 10, 2012

    This is how karma is supposed to feel, right? Such a fucking bitch…
  • 04.30.12
    9

    Monday Apr 30, 2012

    Heartbroken. </3

We at SuicideGirls have been celebrating alternative pin-up girls for:

23
years
10
months
4
days
  • 5,509,826 fans
  • 41,393 fans
  • 10,327,617 followers
  • 4,597 SuicideGirls
  • 1,114,979 followers
  • 14,936,349 photos
  • 321,315 followers
  • 61,433,611 comments
  • Join
  • Profiles
  • Groups
  • Photos
  • Videos
  • Shop
  • Help
  • About
  • Press
  • LIVE

Legal/Tos | DMCA | Privacy Policy | 18 U.S.C. 2257 Record-Keeping Requirements Compliance Statement | Contact Us | Vendo Payment Support
©SuicideGirls 2001-2025

Press enter to search
Fast Hi-res

Click here to join & see it all...

Crop your photo