ver⋅bose   /vərˈboʊs/
–adjective characterized by the use of many or too many words; wordy

mo⋅rose   /məˈroʊs/
–adjective 1. gloomily or sullenly ill-humored, as a person or mood. 2. characterized by or expressing gloom.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

true words


"There's no traffic on the way home. The sunroof is open and I have my head in Foster's lap, looking up at the sky. It's so clear and black, with tiny pricks of white everywhere. You don't see stars in the city. It's easy to forget they even exist. The last time I saw stars was in rehab. These look very different from the rehab stars. And immediately, I know why. Stars should not be seen alone. That's why there are so many. Two people should stand together and look at them. One person alone will surely miss the good ones."
-Dry, Augusten Burroughs

Monday, June 22, 2009

"and then we kissed like lonely people do"

this is a lovely video (it's not the official video) and a lovely song.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

sun, sun, sun, here it comes

sir paul mccartney is 67 today. happy birthday!

Monday, June 8, 2009


if you could only watch one movie for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Sunday, June 7, 2009

this weekend was exhausting

and i couldn't possibly stay awake another minute.

oh yeah!

we were at tv on the radio, living the good life.
(i'm fully aware that i already told you this, but i have a picture now. and my outfit was so damn cute!)

ai needz uh noo tahtew!

and the internet is mocking me with the coolest tattoos ever!

fashionably late

some of the inspiring things i found on the internet in may:
i have always wanted to go for a ride in a hot air balloon! it seems like such a romantic idea!
i hope you enjoy these as much as i did when i found them!

happy birthday, lover!

michael cera is 21 today! now he can legally drunk dial me. enjoy the eye candy, babies!

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

things that mean a lot

for life or longer, but especially today, this is what matters

The Sleepover Friends:
this series was short-lived, but SOSOSOSO much more important to my childhood than The Baby-Sitters Club (which i still totally read!) I would buy copies from toy safari on park st. and my mom would find them at garage sales or the library sale-- she still does, and she will give them to me! i pretty much based my childhood around trying to be stephanie, my favorite character. she knew everything there was to know about fashion and make-up, and her favorite color combination was red, black and white.

The Perks of Being a Wallflower:
yes, i am perfectly familiar with the fact that this is a "young adult" novel, for teenagers, and that i am a regular old adult, but i adore this book more than anything! if you haven't read it, i highly recommend it. everytime i read it, it changes me. there's not much more i can say, really...

That Ghost:
i adore his music more than i do most people, it is intelligent and heartfelt without being pretentious. it evokes a lot of different emotions in me. i have actually written/obsessed about him before. please check him out!

e.e. cummings:
after i discovered him sometime in high school, e.e. cummings quickly became my favorite poet. the unique formatting, eloquent prose and scattered but somehow thoughtout verses strike a very strong chord with me. this is one of my (many!) favorites:
i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh.... And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you quite so new

you will find me referencing him quite often!

Modest Mouse:
i could just go on forever...

i won't.

Just One Teacher In High School:
i hope you know how much you meant to me. which is to say, you still mean more than most. i still have every report and paper i wrote in your classes, and i hope i always will. you are the reason...

Strangers by The Kinks:

this song makes me feel alive. and like i need to be aliver. catch cinematic perfection around the 3:45 mark. sigh...

Anyone That You See Me Smoking Cigarettes and Drinking Coffee With:
those people, those conversations, those laughs, mean more to me than i could ever say. i'll steal some of Why?'s words:
"Even though I haven't seen you in years, yours is a funeral I'd fly to from anywhere."

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind:
beauty. nostalgia. love. hate romance. prose. heartbreak. stunning cinematography. it's all there.

"You looked happy. Happy with a secret."

Yeah Tangerine?
Am I ugly?
When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
You're pretty.
Joely, don't ever leave me.
You're pretty... you're pretty... pretty... "

"Adults are, like, this mess of sadness and phobias."

"It was so intimate. It was like we were already lovers."

i am just feeling very nostalgic, all of my emotions are on the surface waiting.
that's ok.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

next time around

this song makes me wish it was more summer. oh please hurry up and get here for real, summer!