honey dipped with angry sprinkles
one of my favourite descriptions of me...
filth, laughter, rot, dreadlocks, honesty, tears, fear, imagination, advice, smoking, unusual hours.
no, i'm not kidding. i really don't give a damn. and i don't like you.
i won't lie to you. and i won't pretend to be who i'm not.
i might take your picture.
yes, i am that girl who did that thing.
i'm a photographer in new orleans
drowningwoman.net
www.flickr.com/photos/drowningwoman/
drowningwoman.deviantart.com
i am, without a doubt, a southern woman. a cajun woman. a new orleans woman.
i can fire a gun, clean and gut a fish, beat the shit out of you, love with a fierceness, plot with a viciousness while charming your pants off and looking smashing. i am an absolute snob.
i don't claim to understand you yankees, midwesterners, westerners or north east people. i do understand you can't help yourselves.
feel free to fall in love. i'm emotionally unavailable
and won't love you back.
"I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I'm out of control and at times I'm hard to handle.
But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
-Marilyn Monroe
this woman is my hero.
if you don't know who she is, i pity you.
i beg you... to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. don't search for the answers, which could not be given you now, because you would not be able to live them. the point is, to live everything. live the questions now. perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.
~rainer maria rilke
