Baby I'll tell you somethin' that'll never be true-baby, I'll get over you.

Baby, baby when I told you I wanna be just like you

You laughed cause you always wanted to be somebody else.
Baby, baby I won't forget you in the night when I drink my head off. Memories of you and I, help me help me please
Saw the raveonettes last night-I thought it was a fantastic show. As for Sharin, seeing her last night has turned me from simple admirer to fully and entirely obsessed. There is something so endearing about an adorable lady with a great haircut, who can sing like a dream and play guitar (and drums!) Alas the only thing I can hope to have in common with her is the haircut (and in my dreams, colour)

I think I'm a little bit in love with you.

But only If you're a little bit in love with me.
Hands down, i'm too proud for love. But with eyes shut, it's you i'm thinking of.

The beast will have its day.

Holy fucking shit. If they dare to re-make one of the greatest movies of all time and it isn't fantastic, I will fucking loose it. Valentine's day movie date choice already planned.

Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart.

New amazing %100 silk wilfred dress from aritzia. I'm going to live in this allll winter. Difficult to get a good picture of it (afterall, am using webcam on macbook sitting on bed) The sleeves (with dropped shoulders) and the entire back are a very sheer silk. So much black. Goth.



Ps. Oh hey, you can kind of see a little piece of where I live.

If you could only see the beast you've made of me.

If you could only see the beast you've made of me. I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free. Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart-drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart. My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in. You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl. Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack. My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out. The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound. I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallow'ed ground. Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins. I want to find you, tear out all of your tenderness. Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers-starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters.

The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress-until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest.

This will never end because I want more.

So I love my silver/mother of pearl penknife necklace but...
now I want a gold one. Obsessed.



ps. Also I love whiskey and Amy Millan.

Whatever gets you through the night.

I keep recalling certain things from exacts days this time last year and thinking about how much happier I was. It feels like this has been something i've been doing my whole life, and I can't help but wonder If it will continue this way forever. All loss and no gain is perpetually what It feels like. I only know two ways to sleep anymore.

I'll get over you when the moon stops chasin' the sun.

Sometimes I feel like my only friend is a whiskey glass. You know it don't stop the time, but it helps it pass.
Baby, I'll tell you somethin' that'll never be true-baby, i'll get over you.

One hit.

My necklace came in the mail today! It's smaller than I initially thought it was but I'm quite pleased that. I feel like i'll be wearing it everyday-I absolutely adore it.

You're the reason I can't hurt i've got a heart of stone.

Can't stop listening to the new raveonettes album In and out of control, which comes out in a few weeks if i'm not mistaken. They're playing at the phoenix and If company can be found I plan on being in attendance. Lately for some reason i've been a bit obsessed with lots of brunette ladies making me contemplate whether it's time to go back to my roots (literally..har) Sharin, however, has me content with my 'blonde' locks for a while longer I think...


(Also her perfect ashy little bob makes my need for a haircut so much more dire. Tomorrow...fingers fucking crossed.

Also, arn't we all impressed with the amount of updating i'm doing despite the general irrelevance of content? Well, I am. I'm also pleased with my new 'heading' image if you will. Thoughts? (I ask like more than the occasionally two people read this)

it's all blackened out.

And your kisses at night are replaced with tears, when your dreams are on a train to trainwreck town, then I ask you now: what's a girl to do?

This will never end 'cause I want more.

Bought this amazing black nailpolish from knockout cosmetics. It dries %100 matte! I can't stop checking out my nails-they look amazing. Reminds me of when I used to paint my nails with whiteout in elementary school. Unfortunately though I couldn't fathom skipping my coffee before doing my nails leading to shaky hands and not the best of all paint-jobs. You'll have to settle for a picture of KO sporting it instead. So sorry...



Ps. This picture just makes my need for a haircut seem astronomically more dire. Parlour why were you closed on sunday?!