January 2012
81 posts
he said “nobody puts stellar in the cellar”
he said “wear nylons not tattered. and heels. i’m gonna take you somewhere fancy”
he said “i saved you some…”
he said “try this…”
he said “yr the electrified third rail”
he said “death is yr doppelganger”
car crash. fetish. time changes. chimay blue. karaoke. foghorns. chainsaws. colors. mixing. slingshooting. texting. energy. wonder.
twothousandtwelve is the renaissanceofwonder.
no big deal
i got hit by a car last night.
i’m fine. no need to worry.
just totally scared of ALL cars now.
not gonna lie, i’m pretty down with lana del rey.
i will most likely purchase this album.
so i’m going to a place where i was told to wear unripped tights…and heels. oh my.
last night i went to a place where you can sing and dance like everyone is watching.
i want to be in a teenage place, like a drive-in. kissing. black and white film playing.
currently i’m in a hungover place.
there is a place in my heart for you. you keep burning it down.
at least let me know i still have safe places.
