Monday, June 29, 2009

poppin off (again)

i know all about poppin off but i do not understand insults (to my family) and gigantic tyrannical monsters that make me want to actually jump out of moving cars.

not once
not neva

blackout
whiteout

whateva

dreamy. CHIH-HAN HSU.

the following are by unsigned works.


so dreamy.

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MUA: Annie Siddins
Styling: Sarah Birchley
Model: Elizabeth Rogers (Simpsons)

Friday, June 26, 2009

free willy

i forgot about that haha

michael jackson is dead

michael jackson is by far the best fucking dancer i have ever seen. i fucking love michael. i love these fucking songs.

-smooth criminal
-remember the time (shaq? eddie murphy?? the video is by far my favorite EVER for real)
-rock with you
-wanna be startin something
-black or white - the video too
-dirty diana
-man in the mirror
-beat it
-thriller - uhhh - best selling record in the history of EVER
-billie jean
-pretty young thing
-the way you make me feel
-SCREAM - Stop pressuring me
-BAD
-In the closet
-don't stop til you get enough


Do You Remember
When We Fell In Love
We Were Young
And Innocent Then
Do You Remember
How It All Began
It Just Seemed Like Heaven
So Why Did It End?

Do You Remember
Back In The Fall
We'd Be Together
All Day Long
Do You Remember
Us Holding Hands
In Each Other's Eyes
We'd Stare
(Tell Me)

Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love
Do You Remember The Time
When We First Met
Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love
Do You Remember The Time

Do You Remember
How We Used To Talk
(Ya Know)
We'd Stay On The Phone
At Night Till Dawn
Do You Remember
All The Things We Said Like
I Love You So
I'll Never Let You Go

Do You Remember
Back In The Spring
Every Morning Birds Would Sing
Do You Remember
Those Special Times
They'll Just Go On And On
In The Back Of My Mind

Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love
Do You Remember The Time
When We First Met Girl
Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love
Do You Remember The Time

Those Sweet Memories
Will Always Be Dear To Me
And Girl No Matter What Was Said
I Will Never Forget What We Had
Now Baby

Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love
Do You Remember The Time
When We First Met
Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love
Do You Remember The Time

Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love
Do You Remember The Time
When We First Met
Do You Remember The Time
When We Fell In Love
Do You Remember The Time

Remember The Times
Ooh
Remember The Times
Do You Remember Girl
Remember The Times
On The Phone You And Me
Remember The Times
Till Dawn, Two Or Three
What About Us Girl

Remember The Times
Do You. Do You, Do You,
Do You, Do You
Remember The Times
In The Park, On The Beach
Remember The Times
You And Me In Spain
Remember The Times
What About, What About...

Remember The Times
Ooh... In The Park
Remember The Times
After Dark..., Do You, Do You, Do You
Remember The Times
Do You, Do You, Do You, Do You
Remember The Times
Yeah Yeah
Remember The Times

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

sick of these tired ass complaints and fucking predictable people

im sick of people talking about hipsters and how gay they are.
who fucking gives a fuck you live in williamsburg.

im really sick of defending myself to you, your friend (the one with the tattoos)
even your dog is rich
your bike costs more than my life

i dont give a shit about dudes except for andrew

Monday, June 22, 2009

im sick of big words

i kinda hate big words, big word users, people who constantly need to use big words.

i feel bad when you feel bad, i feel bad when kate feels bad, i feel it, everything, everywhere, all the time.

i cant muster a smiley voice now, i can only stare, email, shoes.

i kinda feel like im gonna cry, already cried, i feel useless. pathetic, stupid, gay.

im sick of looking at perfect ladies, im sick of the internet.
fuck this fuck shit.
shit is fucking gay.

are you mad at me?

i miss my dad
i feel bad


work is hard
work harder

this makes me feel bad

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Two Bridges Trading

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daniela jacobs. 80s. power. hot. geometry.

trapeze dress what the fuck

so i found this slice of heaven through pipeline refinery 29's wedded bliss post

alternative wedding dresses

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Hannah Marshall's trapeze dress is totally sick but i could never.wear.it. cause i gotta little thing you call boobs. not to mention it's like a million dollars. no: $1,570.00 to be exact but it might as well be a cool mil cause thats 1570 i aint got

what

stoned

Friday, June 19, 2009

Thursday, June 18, 2009

pervvvy

this is the second time i will try posting this pervy chanel suit

that makes me wonder why im such a perv

for real

one of those things that you're like um, ewwww dude, nasty...
(like the man i saw on the train yesterday with jaundice, mad gross)

but then i'm all intrigued...and i really cant stop looking at it...
hahaha

i dont know
sweet sweet ribcages.
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shit myself

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OMG OMG OMG here is an example of the oooops i shit myself mc hammer time pants that i actually like. theyre fucking sweet. is that because they're sold out at pixie market?

here are few othhhhherrrr loooks that i freak freak freak for

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Wednesday, June 17, 2009

do you like to get wild

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kash is my best friend
darnell took these pictures of me
i think they fucking rule

i am the best supermodel around son act like ya know

i got dirty

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these are my favorite of me in pinklipstick.

images by darnell scott

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haha yo word up im a super model
futuristic michael jackson janet jackson scream

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Monday, June 15, 2009

poppin off

i totally freaked out last night. heart wrenching tears, pacing, walking around talking to myself, for hours, with bonnie, more tears, andrewandrewandrew, aching, stomping around in trash, kick you, poppy seed tincture, itchy, stupid yoga, stupid laundry, stupid handwashing, stupid movie, no control, what the fuck.
andrew recognized my level of desperation after a short period of begging and agreed to meet me at 2am, thank god, thank you, thank anything that makes me not feel this way. "i promise ill be normal, i'll never be like this again."

i bought him yellow flowers and he hugged me and i had a beer and a spliff and finally went off to bed. i feel normal again. kinda. what a psychotic maniac. no more romance for you.

need to work. need to work out. that's it. credit card gym membershit renewal. no more bullshit excuses.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

this blows my mind

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snapoutofit

sunday tunnel
came up for air
id rather be drowning


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but i would've come running

shameless acts of nonsense

small stupid little woodstock

what a stupid
little
zebra
waiting to get eaten by a monster lion

pyramid jacket
atlanitc city

i am not poor

piss in bottles

i am not okay

all of the time

i will never stop being this way

i want to go jump in the ocean bikini over my head
ill never let anyone see me like this again