come on, petunia

her dress was a ship at sail, her knees were the water pail

permalink halloween costume, 2009

halloween costume, 2009

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looking for some kind of resolution to decadent loneliness
— iliketoforkmyself.blogspot.com
permalink digitalbath:
(via nerviosismo)
it is perhaps uncharacteristic of me to adore this photo.
it’s kind of like i’ve been drinking green tea all year and i’ve been so good, exhaling antioxidants and radiating sun rays… but damn it, i need to be horrible. i’ve kind of forgotten how to feel regret or guilt or any of those shitty emotions. there’s no point in appreciating purity when you can’t remember the last time you were knee deep in shit.
so that’s my romantic/sex life in a nutshell.

digitalbath:

(via nerviosismo)

it is perhaps uncharacteristic of me to adore this photo.

it’s kind of like i’ve been drinking green tea all year and i’ve been so good, exhaling antioxidants and radiating sun rays… but damn it, i need to be horrible. i’ve kind of forgotten how to feel regret or guilt or any of those shitty emotions. there’s no point in appreciating purity when you can’t remember the last time you were knee deep in shit.

so that’s my romantic/sex life in a nutshell.

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The good doctor’s clinical notes were old hat to me… I’ve had many momentary love affairs. A lot of these impromptu romances have been climaxed in a fashion not generally condoned. I go into them impulsively. I scorn any notion of their permanence. I forget the fever associated with them when a new interest presents itself.
— tallulah bankhead
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Your legs are two skinny dolphins swimming between the mattress and the layers of bedding, turning in your drug dry sleep. When I ask you to kiss my pulse, you offer to start the shower. I want a verb and you give me a noun. What do you dream up while I tongue you down?
— Why? (via owlsgo)
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I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love you till China and Africa meet and the river jumps over the mountain and the salmon sing in the street.
— W H Auden (via quotewhore)
permalink young creed bratton. really.

young creed bratton. really.

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A lot of my peer group think I’m an eccentric bisexual, like I may even have an ammonia-filled tentacle somewhere on my body. That’s okay.

(via fuckyeahrdj)

permalink oy. usually he looks about 12. if he has to be
a) facing an eclipse, or
b) entranced by a coked out russian stripper, or
c) stoned to look this hot, so be it

oy. usually he looks about 12. if he has to be

a) facing an eclipse, or

b) entranced by a coked out russian stripper, or

c) stoned to look this hot, so be it

permalink so instead of going out and getting wasted along with all the TIFF hipsters and reluctant celebrities, i am choosing to have chinese takeaway while watching two weeks notice. arguably hugh grant’s worst work.
so channeling liz lemon.

so instead of going out and getting wasted along with all the TIFF hipsters and reluctant celebrities, i am choosing to have chinese takeaway while watching two weeks notice. arguably hugh grant’s worst work.

so channeling liz lemon.