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About Me

I'm a girl who thinks far, far too much. I'm coming and going at the same time, even though I haven't decided which yet. I smoke profusely... I drink too much. I write alot in various grubby notebooks. I find this section mildly unsettling, you might not think the same things as I do "about me"... I eat alot of monster munch and lately I like hot dogs. I have a hot dog craving that baffles me.. MySpace Profile Photo Editor

My Interests

I'm interested in people who are interested in other people. I like feeling full of life and storing 'kodak' moments up until I feel all sentimental and alive. moooosic, film, the arts dahrling. I like words.... writing them, speaking them and reading them, expressive ones. I like original metaphors. I like milkshakes and tattoos. I like being in love...

I'd like to meet:

Keara...every night :)

Music:

I like music that makes my heart sing.

Movies:

the barbarian invasion, gia, girl interupted, bullit, bus stop, gone with the wind, desperately seeking susan, this years love, about her, any almadovar..,sound of music, mary poppins of course, butch cassidy and the sundance kid, breakie at tiffs, the secret rapture, calamity jane, anything with bette davis.

Television:

I'm a sucker for 'friends' it's like a visual injection of smack. The L word....

Books:

Raymond chandler, marlowe, iris murdoch, modern poetry, obscure biography's of unknowns, obscure novels from second hand shops...

Heroes:

myself aged 10.

My Blog

Be Adored!

We grew up kicking cans around the street, No where but the curb to meet and drink, The day crowded by my mind sometimes.... So, I'd try to plan my own way out, Consistantly on the run from doubt, My ...
Posted by Lucie... on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 09:03:00 PST

"All bad poetry is sincere"

It's really frickin cold. Had to have a nip to warm my thin skin... I've come to the end of another grubby note book, got a few bulky ones with virgin pages left, but they tend to get left at hom...
Posted by Lucie... on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 04:14:00 PST

White coffee and sugar, 20 marlboro lights.

Impudent, marmalade fingers of sunshine poke their way through my curtains... It is morning and I have a head ache, but a smile twitches at my lips. Every other thought is carried on a wave of recycle...
Posted by Lucie... on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 04:10:00 PST

Everyone lies I've noticed...

Everyone lies I've noticed..... Promises feel good to speak. They swell in your chest and trickle over your tongue, like a taste you wish there was more of... They have become common place &nb...
Posted by Lucie... on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 04:19:00 PST

It's a brittle morning....

An empty moment. And the world may aswell stop. Pick itself up quietly and leave. Nothing but this tiny flat exists now, nothing but the wall I'm looking at. The purr of the traffic on the road o...
Posted by Lucie... on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 07:08:00 PST