June 2009
13 posts
it’s too much of a lie for me to swallow but its better to be a liar than have nothing to add to the conversation.
“i let go. of my want. of my need. of your body”
– on late nights in dark rooms with young girls.
ain’t no religion here.
“i just needed some sweet marla love to restore me.”
– from a message on facebook.
stella watch your mouth bitch.
n o t
you don’t want your models to make funny faces then let a serious stinker go. it spoils the mood. or throw used tampon applicators at you. or pull the plug when you’ve been fighting the light all night and just found the sweet spot. or get so drunk they puke on your floor. or pass out. or spend hours crying. or have their jealous husband’s call 200 times an hour freaking out on...
“i may suck at love, but i’m good at porn.”
– from an email to judekyle.
v e i l
every now and then i get sick to my stomach with all the pretending that goes on in the photography/modelling scene. I get tired of all the guys with their gear pretending they aren’t trying to fuck their models. I get tried of models pretending they aren’t trading on their asses. I get tired of people confusing the line between cutting edge and being different for the sake of being...
l i f e or d e a t h
slow walking on a june summer night, shoulder bag loaded with food, arms loaded with bags of food. rotten fucking mosquitos feeding on my bald head. Indian kids playing everywhere and nearly as many dandelions. start to thinking on doing this for another 40 years and can’t imagine what could keep a person alive that long. I decide to either get a car again or kill myself before i hit my 70s....
maybe money can’t buy happiness, but it can pay down misery.
“You have a vagina, so you have to believe in monogamy.”
– -Ruzz (via temnafialkasinsandstorylines)
i guess i’m just a fool with your memory tiny-painted to the back of my eyes. but thats just how it is when i close my eyes and like all foolishness it softens and becomes more beautiful, twisted, and heartless with each passing year.