a whole day off. what did you do? i startled my cat. she gave me scratches, i gave her a bath. take that! then, i conquered a tiny anxiety, 272 concrete steps, and this ennui that has been steadily building up over the past few months.
manjacat seems to be settling in just fine. the first week, i cooped her in and we main mata in my room 24/7. the other two kitties – the mistress and the panther – have mixed feelings about her. peggy is still trying desperately to be friends: rubbing noses, flopping down 2 centimetres in front [...]
small veins will be the death of me. lemon chamomile. or potpourri. same difference. if i had to stop smoking to keep my complexion, i wou- oh, ya right.
for some it might be money, pretty dresses, 1000 pairs of shoes, a boy, a girl, love, a good fuck, facebook, tattoos, alcohol, television, even billy corgan. my own quiet fixation? blue skies and birds.
she spends hours (and i mean hours) painstakingly making these damned flowers – petal by tiny petal – by hand. i asked whether they sold them at shops. she told me they were too uniform so she had to make them by hand to get them the shape/size she wants. how can you not be [...]