FREE, ERRATIC, NAIVE.
poetry.
bicycles.
the ocean.
yellow houses.
being genuinely happy
and excited at the same time;
all the time.
the fact that i have one dimple.
the 80s.
art and literature.
the german language.
dictionary.com's word of the day.
OD'ing on coffee.
my trouble forming sentences.
rebellion.
laughing at everyone and everything.
bill nye the science guy.
nsync parties.
grocery shopping by myself.
britney spears shaved head.
hibernating.
whatever keeps me up at night.
not working.
being poor.
hating nicolas cage with a passion.
punk music.
painting for 24 hours straight.
makeup and gore.
thrift shopping.
awkward glances in my direction.
whatever lives in my radiator.
photography.
weapons.
living vicariously
through the journals i keep
and memories i collect.
click and see some of my art.
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
can't believe how strange it is to be anything at all.
amelie, american beauty, garden state, the graduate, office space, good will hunting.. HORROR FILMS
no more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes
'maybe it meant something. maybe not, in the long run; but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. whatever it meant.' - hunter s. thompson.
read enough bukowski
to know i'm insane.
read enough williams
to know i'm alone.
read enough plath
to know it'll never change.
on the road, by jack kerouac.
i
slaughter house five..
-kurt vonnegut.
candide, by voltaire.
the bell jar.
1984.
a clockwork orange.
brave new world.
choke..
invisible monsters..
diary...
lullaby..
stranger than fiction.
-CHUCK PALAHNIUK.
the catcher in the rye.
she's come undone.
revolution on canvas.
everything is illuminated.
extremely loud and incredibly close.
the poetry of edgar allan poe..
emily dickinson..
robert frost...
e. e. cummings..
sir john everett millais (also an amazing artist)
lord byron...
percy bysshe shelley..
dante gabriel rossetti...
sylvia plath..
oscar wilde...
virginia woolf..
& dylan thomas.
sex, drugs, and cocoa puffs.
killing yourself to live.
all the president's men.
a portrait of the artist as a young man, by james joyce.
the lovely bones.
"the only people for me are the mad ones. the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything- at the same time, the ones who never yawn
or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.."
writers, poets, artists..
really anyone who inspires me. anyone passionate, creative, and lovely.
anyone with a vision willing to share, willing to make a change.
rainer maria rilke is pretty fucking awesome..
so are the members of NWA.