"...and one day we will die and our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea, but for now we are young, let us lay in the sun and count every beautiful thing we can see..."
Morocco, January 2006
words, music, wine, reading, cheesecake, Pilates, beer, the park, climbing roofs and trees, looking at the stars, moab utah, my birthday, surveys, Bikram/Vinyasa Yoga, constitutional law, idiosyncratic behavior, fashion in its every element, having something to wish for, jeans, traveling, soccer...the game and its boys, stealing boys' clothes, touching, having people on my bad side, opinions, CHANGE , constructive arguments, language, screaming my heart out, true friends, self-deprication, being hard core ;), my niece. she's beautiful.
SofÃa Esperanza Cuevas, May 2005
"Lo cierto es que vivimos postergando todo lo postergable; tal vez todos sabemos profundamente que somos inmortales y que tarde o temprano, todo hombre hará todas las cosas y sabrá todo." - Jorge Luis Borges
“For though a personal vision may at times assume an eloquent and universal language, it is well never to forget that all philosophies are the language of particular men.†- Walter Lippmann
"Thinking is the most unhealthy thing in the world, and people die of it just as they do of any other disease." - Oscar Wilde
I'd like to meet:
Lovers accepted.
Fighters, exit immediately.
virginia woolf
katherine moennig
walter lippmann
martha graham
eve ensler
gorge luis borges
gabriel garcia marquez
coco chanel
betsy johnson
ethan hawke
antonio banderas
adriana lima
selma hayek
"i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)"
- ee cummings
my best lovers
Jesi
Habey
Whit
G-Love
Mirst
Rog-Pog
Khaulen
Boom Boom
Poopy Pants Puyan
Nooey
Carlita
Baby Girl
Q-Daddy
TB
Ohhh Reebs...
EmBrace
...a little bitty piece of my heart...
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Music:
"you wanna get boned, you wanna get stoned, you wanna get a room like no one else, you wanna be rich, you wanna be kitch, you wanna be the bastard of yourself, you wanna get burned, you wanna get turned, you wanna get fucked inside out, you wanna be ruled, you wanna be fooled, you wanna be a woman like a man..."
lucero, kings of leon, beck, pete yorn, van morrison, tom petty, sublime, dispatch, o.a.r., fiona apple, nirvana, pearl jam, sister hazel, ben harper, damien rice, guster, live, regina spektor, n.e.r.d., radiohead, rachel yamagata, smashing pumpkins, goo goo dolls, lifehouse, red hot chili peppers, sigur ros, etc.
Movies:
reality bites, empire records, dirty dancing, thank you for smoking, avenue montiene, cheetah, rigoletto, wee sing in sillyville
understand these movies and you understand me
Television:
golden girls. the L word. entourage.
Books:
to kill a mockingbird, the little prince, orlando, wuthering heights, blood memory: an autobiography, the world according to garp, catcher in the rye, vagina monologues, "funes el memorioso"
authors: virginia woolf, nick hornby, john irving, gabriel garcia marquez, jorge luis borges, ellen willis
"These stars are beautiful because of a flower you don't see...you see nothing. You hear nothing. And yet something shines, something sings in that silence." - The Little Prince
"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered." - Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
Heroes:
my mother, my heart, my brother, my mirst.
“I learned through my body and soul that it was necessary for me to sin, that I needed lust, that I had to strive for property and experience nausea and the depths of despair in order to learn not to resist them, in order to learn to love the world, and no longer compare it with some kind of desired imaginary world, some imaginary vision of perfection, but to leave it as it is, to love it, and be glad to belong to it." -Siddhartha
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