Marie's my name. My life is jammy.
"When the sky finally falls, if you're holding me I can die finally knowing it ends peacefully…"
My comments. Bebo .
Things about which I am mildly impassioned:
Free Speech. Integrity. Travel. Good lighting. Exercise. Drunken calls. Comfy boys. Debating. Dressing "like a 5 year old allowed dress themselves for the first time". New books. Algebra. Being charitable. Deep breaths. Deciding my children shall be called; Aristotle, Archimedes, Arrhenius, Boo and Vercingetorix.
I've climbed to the top of a volcano and stood at the very edge. Things haven't been the same since. I'm also scared of falling out with the colour purple.
If that helps.
Some more than others
Anti-Folk:
Cheese On Bread
Ching Chong Song
Debe Dalton
Kimya Dawson
Dibs
Dan Fishback
Emily "Cupcake Punk" Brodsky
Jeff Lewis
Don McCloskey
Phoebe Kreutz
Regina Spektor
Irish:
Bell X1
Delorentos
Duke Special
Fionn Regan
The Frank and Walters
Fred
Hanging Box
Other:
Architecture in Helsinki
Beirut
Boneless Children Foundation
The Decemberists
The Dresden Dolls
The Flaming Lips
Islands
Jason Webley
Loveninjas
Neutral Milk Hotel
Of Montreal
The Shins
Sigur Ros
Tegan and Sara
The Unicorns
Vampire Weekend
A whole lot more too, I'm open to suggestion.
Love Is.
Music.
Comics and Graphic Novels.
Memories.
Piercings.
Burlesque.
Reading.
Experiences.
Travel.
Star Gazing.
Receiving post.
Alcohol
Amazing Friends.
Photography.
Text messages that make you LOL.
Colouring in.
Planning.
Feeling "pretty".
Travelling.
C.S.I.
Statement shoes.
Shop-ping.
The smell of washing powder.
Accents.
Agent Provocateur.
Kisses.
Patty's cartoons.
Princess by Vera Wang.
Places with history.
Stories.
Bare feet.
Cities.
Picture taking.
Letter writing.
My Happy Place.
Walking in the dark with loved ones.
Pianos.
Dior Lipstick.
Bruises.
Poffering the tea pot.
Blazers.
Debating.
Making mix cds for mates.
Skirts.
Sarcasm.
Hugs.
Scarfs.
Themes regarding ; pirates, stars, PIANOS, weddings...other stuff.
Cabaret.
Harajuku kids.
Shirts.
Pinstriped stuff.
Starbucks.
Coffee.
Tea.
Era's.
The Wall.
Sometimes,
Sometimes I do not know where I am going. Sometimes I have no idea where I have been. Sometimes life is all about the knowing. And I wonder will I ever win.
Sometimes this road it feels so long. Sometimes I feel I can see the end. Sometimes I fall and tumble in my choice of right from wrong. And I wonder with you will my heart mend.
Sometimes this food does not fill me. Sometimes this liquor does not numb. Sometimes I am so lost and lonely. And I wonder without you will I succumb.
Sometimes I know what I am doing. Sometimes I barely have a clue. Sometimes I fall to my knees weeping. And I wonder will my search ever find you.