Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Let's Start Over


my life needs to change.
it needs to be an adventure.
it needs to be a rave.
i need color and glitter and really loud music.
i need sex.
i want to wear tutus and thigh-highs and combat boots and corsets.
i want to put kelly-green streaks in my hair.
i want to take risks and be crazy.
i want to feel high on life, like i'm falling in love every day.
i want to party.
i want to be a fucking celebrity.
i want to play.
i want to live art.
i need to start over.
i need to be someone new.
i need to stop being afraid.
i need to get up in the morning and LIVE.
so let's do it.
let's be what we always wanted to be.
let's have an adventure.
let's be heroes.
let's start over.

Monday, May 19, 2008

Jose G- May Collingwood




Jose is all kinds of awesome. He's cuddly and fun, he makes me giggle, he throws me over his shoulder and carries me to free pizza like i'm a sack of potatoes, he brings me chocolate, he's trading nekkid pictures for tattoos, and he makes the best cheesecake EVER!!! i <3s him muchly.

Blood Roses


Blood roses
Blood roses
Back on the street now
Blood roses
Blood roses
Back on the street now
Can't forget the things you never said
On days like these starts me thinking
When chickens get a taste of your meat girl
Chickens get a taste of your meat yes

You gave him you blood
And your warm little diamond
He likes killing you after you're dead
You think I'm a queer
I think you're a queer
Said I think you're a queer
I think you're a queer
I shaved every place where you been boy
I said I shaved every place where you been yes

God knows I know
I've thrown away those graces
God knows I've thrown away
Those graces
God knows I know
I've thrown away those graces

The Belle of New Orleans tried to show me
Once how to tango
Wrapped around you feet
Wrapped around like good little roses

Blood Roses
Blood Roses
Back on the street now
Blood Roses
Blood Roses
Back on the street now
Now, Now
Now you've cut out the flute
From the throat of the loon
At least when you cry now
He can't even hear you
When chickens get a taste of your meat girl
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
When he sucks you deep
Sometimes you're nothing but meat



-Tori Amos
photo by Nihilus

Sunday, May 11, 2008

The Mother I'm Not

no one understands the bittersweetness of Mothers Day better than a woman who can never be one. no one can even imagine how sad it really is, but the women who have lost their children. no one hates it more than the women who regret the decisions they made, and wish on every star that they could take it back...

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Visions Of Excess- March Collingwood- Stairwell Set








Stillborn Photography- BoMA

waiting with a smile

i'm a creep


there's something in the silence
i dream of an escape


can't you see them?

Thursday, May 1, 2008

more nudes by gary

the morning after


in the artist's studio


into the light of a dark black night