for at least a month i was seriously considering becoming a stripper…
then i realized im so uncoordinated i can barely walk without tripping-
let alone dance and take my clothes off at the same time…
-_-;
March 2012
February 2012
a chloroform-scented candle…
“There are two kinds of memory: one when you skillfully recreate an image in the laboratory of your mind, with your eyes open; and the other when you instantly evoke, with shut eyes, on the dark inner side of your eyelids, the objective, absolute optical replica of a beloved face, a little ghost in natural colors.”
—Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita (via pandygonewild)
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged a fire sparkling in lovers eyes, being vexed a sea nourished with lovers tears, What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.”
—William Shakespeare - Romeo and Juliet (via delicatesoundofthunder)