Today Everything that’s outside my window is a beautiful shade of green and grey. Little patches of rain keep passing through, leaving everything glistening with delicate little drops. I wish I could just curl up in bed with a coffee and a cigarette, alas that would be a bad idea. I’m going to attempt to make some wire, string and hair sculptures.
They’re playing soon where I live too, but it’s already sold out. :( And i was even considering shoveling the $100 out of idk where, to go. Wanna cry. But that’s so awesome that you get to go! :)
I’d have to travel interstate for the occasion but it seems like all the more reason to go! I’m so excited, they play just over a week after my final exam. What a brilliant way to celebrate my new found freedom! Sorry I’m probably not helping, haha. How long did it take for the tickets to sell out where you are?
Oh this is a lovely question! Good things eh? Well I suppose my father has gone away and left the house to me for the next two weeks, so I’m currently sitting on the couch in my underwear, eating a little bit of dark chocolate, listening to music and slowly getting through homework. I made myself a tasty dinner. Today I bought a new top, brown corduroy pants and two teas from T2 which I have been drinking all night. I also got a couple free tea samples because the salesman and I got along really well and we giggled at old couples bickering over what teas they wanted. I woke up this morning next to my favourite cripple (I retain that he is not in fact a cripple, yet somewhat incapable of feeding himself yoghurt). Everything’s pretty good all of the time actually, it’s been a brilliant year.
i don’t understand what’s appealing about dead and disfigured animals um
people posting that kind of shit think they’re rly cool and dark and edgy and things which is more sad than the actual dead animals.
I don’t feel as if it’s correct to deny the fact that death isn’t a part of our own lives. I think people who experience morbid curiosity have a more healthy approach towards death. It’s not about being ‘cool’, ‘dark’ or ‘edgy’ (even though I was relatively sure that edgy was a word designed by consumers to make their products appeal to teenagers). It’s about the natural inclination to be fascinated by things that are somewhat gruesome. Aristotle once said that we (as humans) “enjoy contemplating the most precise images of things whose sight is painful to us.”. I can understand that images along those lines may be distressing to some, but isn’t that why there is an unfollow button?
download tragedy by julia holter, unless you have already. it sounds like you. x SM
Hey Stuart, or at least I’m assuming this is Stuart. I downloaded the album, it was alright, I think I listened to it at a bad time. Some of it was a little boring but some was rad and because a lot of her songs are so lengthy, parts of one song would be a lot better than the other. I can completely appreciate how experimental and original it is and given the right frame of mind (manic midnight madness etc), it would be absolutely brilliant.
Surrounded by drawings with pastel coloured fingertips, singing singing singing, more tea, new tea. Conversations with moustached men and red lipped girls. Corduroy pants and see through tops, more music, more tea, more drawing! Films to be watched and beds to be lied in. Food to be made and kitchens to be cleaned. Todays do list, and have done list in poorly formed sentences.
“Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.”—Franz Kafka (via lanaadams)
Wednesdays to do list • Attend all classes • Do an hour of exercise • Do a painting or a drawing • Complete Society and Culture questions • Complete 1000 word Psychology task • Study for Psychology practice test • Read through ‘A Mouthful of Birds’ and decide what characters I’m interested in • Devise a two week meal planner (to put my father at ease) for the duration of his stay in Japan
Ah I feel so much better! When I feel self loathing all I have to do is eat a really fattening meal (hot chips and a milkshake, I think so!) and I go back to feeling brilliant. It’s my way of sending a huge ‘fuck you!’ to the media portrayal of women and their bodies.