2009 m. spalio 28 d., trečiadienis

Scary and horrible.Necles.Peach with cream. 8th corner of umbrella.

Nobody can be exactly like me.Even I have problems doing that.
I don't think I was ever a regular girl. Whatever that is.
Sometimes I pretend to be normal.But it gets boring.So I go back to being me.
Be Yourself, because everyone else is taken.

Tonight I made a Girl. I called her: "Hot wine with arabic beans". With Haute Couture dark black dress. She wears her heart on the sleeve. Have pearls in head. Maroon ribbon and next to it hardly see man face. I made myself on tee.

Bon nuit.

2009 m. spalio 12 d., pirmadienis

Apples. Jams.Vinyls. White label. Max. Death by chocolate.

It rules the world. You know who (let’s call it alive creature). I can swear that she knows too. Always starts with coffee cup, you can’t find a start without that. Consist of all of us, in the air, we smell, blows up our heads. Blows us! Second it’s silk. Without silk it’s not worth a crown. Red, pink, essential, scream, cream, dream machine. I have shelves for days and draws too: 5 days to shine, 2 days to die. Do it your first time in public it will be emotion, cause when you start indoors projects it become feelings. Then I will be your own counting Amelia, I want big numbers. Have one huge walking emotion. I’m laughing so hard. We are trying not to write something erotic or pornographic, but a comedy, so grand comedy. You say: if I will invite you to come over? I say: maybe you can invite your gf to come over. You say : text me I say: you text me, after 20minutes you wrote: I don’t have your number and can swear that you don’t have mine. You listen Moby, finishing lasagna, deleting messages. I am doing manicure, knitting, watching Cupid.
It’s mind terrorism. Trying to do parapsychology to force to say facts: I want, I wish, I will do, I will go. It won’t work! Hear that sentence: won’t work!
It could work today to leave scar. No gossips. And who am I kidding.
I do not like your red sofa, i prefer blue bar.

2009 m. spalio 4 d., sekmadienis

Black white photo.main league. Light. Sophisticated lady.My moon my Man.

My glasses on bed, eyes hurt, but still sitting here and writing. Tonight is soft writing night (just polished nails dark red wine) and put grandmothers ring near.Like always something bothering me so much that i decided to do clean closet to calm down. Maybe vannila oil candle is working or that wind outside or those 6 foreigners sitting at second table in cafe and talking about bloody mary, radioactivity.
For tonight i just can say: Big Bubble Bath. I remembered how you laughed in Big Bubble Bath.
I don't want to answer some questions for myself can you do it for me? :
What kind of tea do I want?
Why can't I just go to sleep or learn instead of just sitting and thinking about nothing?
Where is bracelet from Berlin?
While doing test to look which type of personnality suits me was one question i could not decide: about what events i'm more serious that ones that are happening now or will be in the future?
There was so much easier than i do not knew that sentence: i don't know.