February 2011
83 posts
harpa-zein asked: You're tumblr tumbles me into bliss and deeply felt affectionate joy.
obscurealternatives asked: the hooded jacket is from a toronto brand called "culte de laissez faire" and retails for about $435.
if you're interested in purchasing the triangle necklace you can email obscurealternativesblog@gmail.com .
if you're interested in purchasing the triangle necklace you can email obscurealternativesblog@gmail.com .
saturday, feb 26
Grunt. Wake to sound of annoying alarm. Too poor to have tasteful clock. Get used to it, picky bitch. Do twenty reps of weights. Ignore fact that self is not a weak midget, and should therefore invest in suitably weighted exercise devices, inorder to give their name meaning. Wash ever disatisfying face. Pray to god of beauty and well balanced skin that by evening, cheek flesh will resemble that of...
Ode to Lemon Cheesecake
Lemon Cheesecake on my tounge Lemon Cheesecake on my thumb As I scoop you out from dish to lips Biscuit base thats cakey now Makes me ooh and eee and oww And sometimes swear in expletive bleeps
Because, sometimes, its only you That understands, the way you do Without words, because you have no brain But when I open my fridge door And sit myself curled on the floor I have no memory of my bad day
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all you ever need to know
At the moment I find it hard to speak. Im a little confused. And I dont like it. But I realize that all you need to know from me right now, is this lament, from Carole King. Play for me, and I kiss you like mad russian woman.
C F G7 Tonight you’re mine completely, C G You give your love so sweetly, E E7 Am Tonight the light of...
we just get older
Again, Ive been looking through some of my old notebooks I used to write little poems and songs in. One of them had revoltingly saracstic diary entries about when my Dad married his wife, and how I could not stand it there. But this one here Im going to show you, I wrote before that. Its about my Dad and how I was tired of forcing a relationship that needed to be equally understanding, it doesnt...
dear bug that dropped from my hair,
What on earth were you doing? I admit, my follicle-hygeine wasnt in tiptop shape today, but you see, Ive been sick. Its been raining. Ive been walking. Ive been in dusty libraries. These things all contributed to the ragged mop I had today, so Im sorry if you found it appealing and therefor misleading and therefor mistaking it for a dirty mound of filth and therefor living in it for god knows how...
plague update
Go to your refridgerator. Put your thumb underneath it and try lift it up in the air, like a javellin rod or something. Thats how heavy my face feels right now.
grainwaves
I seem to have contracted the Plague. Or Hayfever. Either one, my nose seems to be filled with the same sort of poison thats blurring my eyes and dumbing my ears, to the point of sneezy stupidity. But what annoys me the most about this? Is it thed itchy-inside-of-face-ness? The fact that I nearly cut my finger off due to such dilusion? The hysteric tears of laughter that I cant control due to the...
3 minutes
I am choosing to ignore the fact that in 3 minutes, it will infact be Valentines day. My dear ladyfriend Sia told me a statistic at a concert of hers, that if you ruled out all the ‘impossible options’ of love, such as total opposites of religion, pollitical views, large age gaps, business issues, language barriers etc, there are 1.4 million people left, just for you. I’ll hold...
brownbird
Ive been looking through my old writing books, and seen of the things Ive written even as far back as grade 3. This song/poem is one that I wrote in year 7. I dont understand why I didnt write about how much I hated my teachers, or why I want some new Converse shoes or why my Tamagotchi isnt working, or other normal year 7 things. Anywho. this is year 7 me, wanting to escape my step dad, my town,...
hiccup
The trick to drinking half a bottle of Brainy in one sitting, is having a bad day before hand. That way before you know it, nothing has a sharp outline. But what is Brainy? I hear you ask. It’s the special, funny name Ive given to a home mix of Brandy and Gin, as they are the most potent things we have in the house. Why was this day particularly hard? Thanks for being so consoling, tumblr. I...
tomorrow is Sunday
which is one sleep away, which is about 12 hours, which isnt that long, which means I could sleep it, which means Sunday would come quickly, which means I’ll kiss him.
mr. anderson
I’ll let you brood why wont talk to me I’ll let you steep at the bottom of my tea Please remember when you leave to stir up the sea That you’re leaving somebody confused, and its me
“Sometimes I believe in six impossible things before breakfast.”
– Alice in Wonderland
