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liviiiiiii.

neonnenalove

About Me


This is the story of
the boys who loved you
Who love you now
and loved you then
Some were sweet,
some were cold and snuffed you
Some just laid around in bed.
Some had crumbled you
straight to your knees
Did it cruel, did it tenderly
Some had crawled their way
into your heart
To rend its ventricles apart
This is the story of
the boys who loved you
This is the story of
your red right ankle.
So here is to yellow doors and long talks.
Cherry blossoms and half sisters.
Letters with people who fell in love with my words.
And work, and responsibility, and sleeping well,
and tea, and sock monkey love, and polaroid photos
and being quick to kiss, and the sun,
and orange peals, and tea cups that litter my room,
and riding my bike on damp streets,
and hanging out in my underwear,
and singing bad covers on my guitar,
and not remembering sometimes, and twinkle lights,
and compromise, and pea cocks,
and being irrational and naive and just saying what I feel,
and hell...here is to me.
Just me, just livi.

talk! talk! talk!
livimayhem


My Interests


photography.
theatre.
street art.
foreign languages.
old movies.
animals.
pin ups.
dancing.
pop art.
comic books.
haute couture.
videogames.
anime.
polaroids & photobooths.
zombies.
bikes.
politics.
tattoos.
love bites.
holding hands.
curious eyes.

Heroes:


greg
kevin
whitney
philbo
onya

My Blog

Deflated.

Some one popped all my pretty balloons.I have taken the last few hours to cope.  I ate some snacks and drank a beer.  I feel much better and my head is clear.  I am amazed at my new fou...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 05:46:00 PST

I barely slept....

Today is the first day of the rest of my life. I can fight back with an army of professionals.  I will not waive my rights.  I will not rest my head as this "happens" for me. I am so afria...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 10:02:00 PST

one day we will die and our ashes will fly

It's nice to be home.  I am in yet another stage of transition.  I think I will always have this nomadic feeling in my life as long as I remain a free thinker.  I am certain that I am i...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 10:27:00 PST

I woke up in a manger, it’s Christmas with a stranger.

It's that time of year again.  I feel like for the most part I escaped the holiday crap that takes over America.  Other than the occasional Christmas song I have suffered through, the season...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 09:53:00 PST

Maybe the sun will shine today, the clouds will go away.

The sun seriously just came out a minute ago.  Then ducked back behind the gray.I'm doing well.  No more faking it for the movie screen. Sometimes you just need to do your laundry,  ri...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Mon, 24 Dec 2007 09:52:00 PST

No end, No beginning

I completed a few projects in the past 24 hours.  My hands are stained with paint and glue.  I did some small paintings, collogued a vintage suitcase, and finished my art book from 2005. "...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 04:22:00 PST

a never-ending supply of distraction to satisfy us.

I think that being in love is like living in your own world, which is completely apart from the rest of life. That's why losing that love leaves you feeling lonely and detached, because you've spent s...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 03:41:00 PST

And he asked me, "If I give you a bucket of lies, can we pretend it is a crown?"

I had green lights all the way home and then a red light on the left turn that leads to my house. It was inspiring.To learn to grow again you must be covered in dirt. "You wanted so bad to make m...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Wed, 12 Sep 2007 03:31:00 PST

"the sad truth is that most evil is done by people who never...

make up their minds to be good or evil." - Hannah Arendt   I'll never make up my mind because the world around me keeps moving along. If I were to make a definite choice, I'd be bound to tha...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Tue, 14 Aug 2007 10:14:00 PST

(un)journal entry 4

PrologueLast night my good friend essentially told me two things that made me think...1. I don't seem to be doing much with writing anymore2. I rarely talk about things that matter to me per...
Posted by liviiiiiii. on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 04:52:00 PST