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She looks like Audrey Hepburn.
No. That isnt right.
Rather, when I see Audrey Hepburn, I see Her.

Almond eyes, the color of mahogany and gold. I find myself staring. I cant help it. When the light hits them, they seem to glow, and I am trapped. I cant look away, and every moment seems to last a lifetime, yet still not nearly enough.
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lu3ke:
Yeah, sad like a FOX!

AH-HAH! Ah-HAH! Ah-Hah! ah-hah.

Woop! I have been going out to bunches of shows, which is a good thing. Last night I saw a band called Metric, who were REALLY GOOD. Sorta like early siouxsie with some Blondie thrown in. Synth-Punk? I dunno. And I got their CD, but when I listen to it, it really sounds nothing like they do, live. I mean, the CD is decent, but it might as well be a different band. I think I need to send them a letter asking where I can get a CD of the band I actually saw, because they were better than this over-produced wankery. So say I.
kaffeina:
I MISS LUUUUKE ! !!!! !!!!! !!!!! !!!!

but, on the other hand, I have a camera to lavish my attention upon. Heaping spoonfuls of missing luke! ARRR!!!
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I put on my sweatshirt this morning. It's the first time I have worn it since Thursday night. We spent that night in the Botanical Gardens, lying in the grass and watching the clouds rushing by, the stars above now hidden, now shining clear. Talking of our childhood, and sipping from little bottles of some obscure Polish liquor. The first was made with honey, and...
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"In the strange space between sleeping and waking I imagined myself lionized. I paced the avenues, mane dreadlocked by city dirt. I met my stone brothers on the public library's steps; I sat with them and watched the beat cop pass, orange poncho clad, walkie-talkie chattering on his hip. I went underground, below the sidewalks, prowled the subway tunnels. The big-bellied rats fled when they...
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le:
beautiful.
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the election.. The Election... The ELECTION... THE Election...

the election.

I'm not ever sure where to begin on this one. I was feeling very confident before the election, a good deal moreso than I should have, in hindsight.

Even now, in the aftermath, it is hard for me to wrap my mind around the fact that there people out there... a LOT of people out...
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As a child, I was jealous of people born with extra digits. It wasn't until
much later that someone explained to me that extra fingers are normally
vestigal and don't really work. What a gyp.
oof:
I met three kittens in the desert last week. Each one has six toes on their paws. Do you think that they were vestigal? I bet they really worked.

I'd like an extra thumb. that'd be so useful!
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As a child, I got kicked out of my preschool for calling my teacher a "poopy buttfucker." Also, I once left a cement bust of Mr. T at Mr. T's house. Later, he threatened my life. Really, thats all you need to know.
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lu3ke:
Oh yeah? Was he being a punk ass little bitch when he had the BIG BRASS BALLS to paint a 2-story tall mural of communist icons in the lobby of the ROCKEFELLER CENTER?!

SEZ YOU!
kaffeina:
OMG COMMIE PINK GAYDARDF!!! mad

<-- Who the hell are those bitchez in your "Current Crush" list? Skanky HOREZ. I am belligerent. Hi. puke