is it true that french girls dont shave their pits? |
here i sit in dire health crying over spilt sour milk she'll be commin' round the mountain when she comescoulda wrote it better yesteday i guess kevin you're such a diseasetake time with a wounded han...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Sun, 02 Dec 2007 12:06:00 PST |
11/30/07 |
I used to practice opening surprises like the music that plays when Ursela the sea witch gives Ariel "Her Voice". It became my way of dealing with knowing too much for a girl my age. Like ...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 08:17:00 PST |
11/26/07 "Brown Bananas" (revised) |
I skidded past the smoke stacks and outlet factories. Workers were outside smoking miserably. That when I waved to them, they stood stoned with exclusive expressions on their faces. I approached the R...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 02:53:00 PST |
im on the virge |
of love.
a million * fill my eyes spinning the world like a washing machine in my eyse and all my detergent turns into rich tears that pour down my face saturating the crucifix against my sk...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 10:53:00 PST |
* |
"I was sittin' on the ground and you know what I said? I don't know. I was sittin' on the ground and you know what I thought? I don't know. I was sittin' on the ground and...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Fri, 16 Nov 2007 10:35:00 PST |
"Nest in a Tree" |
Oh nest in a tree.Why you up there? I'm talking to you because I'm not there. ...Looking at you to consume my stare. There's probably something I cannot bear. But you can't stare bac...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Wed, 14 Nov 2007 05:11:00 PST |
+ |
i dreamt you were alone inside of your home it was dark inside. but it was so alive that oxygen and plants were growing and alive in and out living with the walls. you invited me in and i loved i...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Tue, 13 Nov 2007 11:05:00 PST |
wall of dreams |
..>..>..>
..>
that wall of dreams is making me cry. its blue atmosphere i cans mille in a washing machine residue that you hate it when it wears off. it wears off every moment. oh my orange tinge wi...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 01:27:00 PST |
im not an existentialist |
i'm just a 2nd generation french human with an American self-esteem. I have a nasty smoking habit and a looping nostalgiaic mind which I partially blame on black ha...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 10:29:00 PST |
* |
sigh. matters in a over sensitive prison/prism. fine. this life, this piece of american pie. i want to feel kind. i have. my mind.
i fucked everything up. i know. im trying so hard. i dont know ...
Posted by Tamara Breitbarth on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 10:18:00 PST |
