August 2010
“When he’s gone away for a night or two, my thirst is inconsolable. When he comes...”
– Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible
puritans
Louis-Ferdinand Celine
To hell with reality! I want to die in music, not in reason or in prose. People don’t deserve the restraint we show by not going into delirium in front of them. To hell with them!
fuckyeahlanguage
July 2010
Taking a break, having a KitKat
I’ll be sleazing off to the “real world” (YO JUST SAW INCEPTION WAT IZ REEALTAY NEWAI?) for a bit. Feel free to unfollow as there will be a dry spell as far as posting goes.
I will be back eventually! ❤
