Of Love Letters and Lucky Girls
This morning, still half-asleep on my way back from the bathroom, I glanced at myself in the mirror on my wall. My greasy bangs were mussed on my forehead and last night’s eyeliner was smeared around my eyes. Just as I was beginning my ritual of self-loathing, I noticed a note on top of the mirror. It said: Herein reflects the most beautiful girl in the world. She is loved. I am so grateful...
As far as I can tell, the nicest thing you can say about children is that they...– Chuck Klosterman, “Sex Drugs and Cocoa Puffs”
Crowded House - Don’t Dream It’s Over ...
What a death. What a chance. What a surprise. My will has chosen life! Still, it...– The Piano - I love this movie.
Mr. da Silva had a relevant quotation for everything that happened to him and in...– Middlesex, Jeffrey Eugenides
So pseudo-fever became real fever which became me pretty much not leaving my bed for 5 days straight. Today is day 5. I would like to be better now, please.
Tonight I am wearing this dress: Wet Seal (the color is much more turquoise and vibrant in person) and these boots Urban Outfitters And I am going to dance my face off. Probably. Unless I fall asleep around 10:30 as I tend to do.
Elvis Costello - Hand in Hand What I’m...