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About Me

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My Interests

i like to dream. i love fields of green grass against the backdrop of a blue sky, and the sparkle of dandelions scattered in between. that is my image of bliss. just neverending. i love all of my animals, including all the weird ones i have conjured up over the years: my peacock belail, my frogs duke and rumplestiltskin, my bird for a day, my chicken henrietta spike, my hamsters, my cats, my dogs, and of course snowy above all because he is everything i have always wanted as a child; a real life stuffed animal (i love you snowyyy!) lets see, i love the sun, in all degrees, especially scorching against my back, and being in the water. i was born to be in the water, however have been neglecting it for the past few years. i hate memories, i fucking hate memories, but i love them at the same time. i am waiting to travel, to see elephants and cathedrals, feel kashmir and water, smell desert flower and mist. but until then, i will let my mind do the travelling for me. through dreams and books and conversations with friends: simone and tori, top of the list, bathroom dancing and dress up theme days with hannah, being stupid with elise. i love my life.

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Music:

The Cure. The Pixies. The Smiths. The Arcade Fire. The Mars Volta. The Eagles. The Beatles. THE bands...... New Order. Silverchair. Sufjan Stevens. Elliott Smith. Bjork. Led Zeppelin. Cursive. Iron Maiden. Muse. Fantomas. Messer Chups. Mike Patton. Mr.Bungle. Faith No More. Fleetwood Mac. Red Hot Chilli Peppers. Violent Femmes.

Movies:

donnie darko. benny and joon. the dangerous lives of alter boys. the crow I and II. a clockwork orange. boondock saints. fight club. the neverending story. ghost world. edward scissorhands. now and then. the breakfast club. ferris bueller's day off. the nightmare before christmas. vampire movies. zombie movies. amelie. the motorcycle diaries. frida. black and white movies.

Television:

Discovery Channel 90210

Books:

the linnet bird. turtle moon. property of. here on earth. practical magic. (basically any book by alice hoffman) fall on your knees. the cure for death by lightning. diary. the naked face. the last of the crazy people. alva and irva. poetry. catcher in the rye is another favourite. lots...

Heroes:

my brother and my mother.

My Blog

the remedy, the magic, the potion, the key: silence.

im pissed. im pissed because you dont know, and you cant know. i cant tell you, i cant tell anyone. i am in this alone. i cant tell family or friends, how can i share this curse? because thats what it...
Posted by nik on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 01:31:00 PST

sunset strip

smoke spirals into the diesel breeze, raspy voices and the clicking of shoe heels turn your skin to velvet and the sky becomes a religion as he sends you to your knees, because after the sun sets it i...
Posted by nik on Thu, 05 Apr 2007 09:42:00 PST

to driftwood

some people have to write their own life story. some people have their life story written for them, perfect as a circle, like a pebble on the shore, surrounded by hundreds of tiny grains of sand, moul...
Posted by nik on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 10:52:00 PST

run off you run on sentence

the trees are crowned with crystal days are short and longing golden rays shooting life and warmth hand in hand we are bringing armageddon. the birds implore we are the saviors to this score of men an...
Posted by nik on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 09:19:00 PST

this unseasonable weather holds the reigns to all dreamers delights

wide set photo shoots human flamingos plastic birds falling from the sky look in the mirror and what do you find? purple plastic crayon eyeshadowing friends from the past unite topless and blind. base...
Posted by nik on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 01:27:00 PST

i just like it

i think it rings very true, so i thought i would share: and these few precepts in thy memorylook thou character. give thy thoughts no tongue,nor any unproportioned thought his act.be thou familiar, bu...
Posted by nik on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 12:13:00 PST

some things you never forget

it is nights like these that we remember, sitting alone in bed, with the furnace turned on high, our minds travel to that distant place, of a year when not only good things happened, but bad things to...
Posted by nik on Tue, 26 Dec 2006 12:19:00 PST

Sing, Centenarian, sing!

You have been waiting in the sun for too longand now your bones are growing old.They turn to dust within your frameAnd your mind and heart turn cold.So open up this blue sky and let yourself jump inI ...
Posted by nik on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 06:14:00 PST

a song you both can sing

bird on a wire, oh no, she wants to be much higherbird in a cage, and she will lose her waybut if you see her floating round you know that she will singno doubt that she will sing. you sit a...
Posted by nik on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 05:13:00 PST

stranger in the night

evil is something you can sweep up. you can wash it off and you can breathe it in if you are not careful. its tracked in on the dirty boots of a lover, and it can make a sinner of you. it can leave an...
Posted by nik on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 09:20:00 PST