Saturday, 18 November 2017

















SORRY FOR SMELLING LIKE WHISKEY & SMOKE 
& STARING AT YOU ALL THE TIME 
& LAUGHING TOO LOUD 
& BEING A LITTLE SOCIALLY AWKWARD
& NEVER COMBING MY HAIR
& HAVING A SHAKY VOICE 
WHEN YOU TELL ME BEAUTIFUL WORDS
 THAT WEREN'T MEANT FOR PEOPLE LIKE ME.


















































Thursday, 16 November 2017





















HIM:

I want you to stop pretending like this doesn't mean anything.







































Girl, You Need Some New Material.












An Inventory of Being





There are three types of No Ones out there:






1. The Motivated- Ones who want to be Here









2. The Prisoners- Ones who have to be Here








3. The Vacationers- Ones who want to escape over 
There, they take any opportunity to be over Here instead.






Regardless, every No One needs Value.
"What is the value of this?"
"What is the purpose?"
Every No One will
eventually ask.


A purpose needs to be accomplished,
But a direction isn't always required.


 The Criteria To Be "Called"

The purpose & value of the No One is to be called. That is, to be called a Some One.



PRAISE



What they are called can be constantly changing.



Their purpose needs to be accomplished,
but direction isn't always required.






The Motivated:


"Well, We're usually wrong
So let's just keep
going."




The Prisoner:

"No, We don't need
extra time to do
what you tell Us
to do."



The Vacationer:


"There's nothing out there anyways
but chicks in blue jeans
& 'Hey, what are you doing
Friday night?'"












Saturday, 11 November 2017

For the Anonymous












He asked her where she was from.
She said around,
as if that's what someone told her
made women irresistible,
being from nowhere,
& standing for nothing.

He tried to question her
about what she was reading,
watching, thinking,
about her hometown
& her poetry workshop,
about her mother
& her roommate
& her silvery scar
snaking across her forehead.

But she was silent
renascent
almost angry
when he pushed too hard.

So he did as he was told.

& She remained,
afraid of being known.

































Saturday, 14 October 2017

REVERIE



































































re-ver-ie;
a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.

From the early 17th century obsolete French, resverie; to be delirious of unknown ultimate origin.

































Saturday, 30 September 2017



















Look at you kids with your vintage music
Comin' through satellites while cruisin'
You're part of the past, but now you're the future
Signals crossing can get confusing
It's enough just to make you feel crazy, crazy, crazy
Sometimes, it's enough just to make you feel crazy
You get ready, you get all dressed up
To go nowhere in particular
Back to work or the coffee shop
Doesn't matter 'cause it's enough
To be young and in love
To be young and in love
Look at you kids, you know you're the coolest
The world is yours and you can't refuse it
Seen so much, you could get the blues
But that don't mean that you should abuse it
Though it's enough just to make you go crazy, crazy, crazy
I know, it's enough just to make you go crazy, crazy, crazy
But you












































































I can't wait to discover you.
I think you are worth exploring.
I'm sorry I don't know how to be with you.
I'm sorry I don't know how to take photos with you.
I'm sorry I always send you these ego-centered messages.
Obviously, I want to create more meaningful conversations
& "deep" dialogue, rather than discussing leather pants.
But c'mon, chicks in leather pants are hot & we all have a playful side.
I like leather, bikinis, krishnamurti, meditations, & making out...
& also writing non-cohesive facebook messages : )
I want to keep you going. Selfishly, I want you to keep me going.
While trying on bell bottoms & breezy summery dresses this week,
music by Rhye came on in the boutique. I think you'd like them.
I also like Lana's new tracks, "Groupie Love" & "Summer Bummer".
"Love" as well. I hope you tell your grandkids about me while they are coming of age.
I hope you never have grandkids (hashtag: millenials) I hope you travel the world, live
in Nice, Bali & some unknown corner of the world, that you will refer to as heaven/ paradise/
all you ever needed. I hope you tell me all about it.

































































Wednesday, 13 September 2017
















WHEREVER YOU GO, TAKE THE BREATH THERE WITH YOU








NOT LIKE IT'LL BE ANY EASIER IF YOU START IN PARADISE






THERE IS UNMAPPED TERRITORY WITHIN ALL OF US






HAVE COURAGE & BE KIND



























































































Friday, 8 September 2017

















BE IRREVERENT ABOUT YOUR SPIRITUAL VALUES.

INCREASE YOUR CONNECTION TO THE DIVINE IN UNEXPECTED WAYS.









































I know people kinda see you as a mystery, but I get you. You're awesome, and you make sense to me. ❤️
I'm here for you always like you were for me today and have been in the past.

And I also love your bikini shop idea hehe 🙂



















































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