Thursday, September 27, 2012

I Became A Hipster

I Became A Hipster

Wallis owl shirt
wallisfashion.com

H&M low rise jeans
$32 - hm.com

Chan luu jewelry
bloomingdales.com

Gold ring
maurices.com

Rare London wing ring
$9.74 - rarelondon.com

River island
$6.49 - riverisland.com

Brown beret
amazon.com

Princess Who?

Princess Who?

Dorothy perkin
dorothyperkins.com

Lipsy
$73 - bankfashion.co.uk

Rupert Sanderson high heels
rupertsanderson.com

Dorothy perkin
dorothyperkins.com

Kate spade
southmoonunder.com

Floral hair accessory
$9.78 - boohoo.com

Plum Purple Out There

So What?

So What?

Scotch soda
$46 - scotch-soda.com

H m
$16 - hm.com

Collar necklace
metroparkusa.com

Metal jewelry
modcloth.com

Black Cat Laser Die Cut
scrapyourtrip.com

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Reverse

The door swung backwards
and the thoughts feel sideways
towards the psychiatric ward

The people screamed their fears
ripped out inside out
on the floor fallen memories of tears

Instead of living she wanted to fly
out a window like a bird
a silent place where they won't push her away

They came in the night
thieves, liars, lovers alike
they came, such a strange magical sight

The fumes went up
their arms reaching for the sky

My life passing by in reverse.

Oh Ellen!


Must I really say more??

Saturday, September 15, 2012

Fallen warrior


Keepin’ the nails short & red,
Not leavin’ nothin’ in my head,
What is in there, you know I’ll say.
Getting my hair out of the way,
I tie it tight, bring up my fists.
I take the bracelets off my wrists,
I smoke a cigarette real quick,
I throw it out with a neat flick,
And now I’m ready for the fight.
My blood is hot, my lips are tight;
A warrior is born inside.
A little fight will clear my mind.
Make me forget just for a bit,
The real problems; real shit.
The school, the health, the life, the boys,
I like to think of them as toys,
That I could throw out on a whim.
Forget about them and just swim,
Upon the wave of happiness ,
Of freedom, love and all the rest.
My breath is heavy as I punch,
Shouldn’t have had just rum for lunch…
Or maybe it’s the smoke I had,
I hear that stuff is really bad.
My nose is bleeding ,  knees are weak
I used to be so strong and quick..
I guess I gave that up for .. what?
For burning out my lungs and throat ?
For spending days regretting nights ?
For missing saying ‘I’m alright’ ?
And now I’m lying on the ground,
Opponent got that winner’s crown.
There’s no one here to pick me up,
To check if I’m ok or not,
Whisper sweet lies into my ear,
Tell me all that I want to hear.
I’m helpless face down in the dirt,
My hands too weak to fix my shirt.
I’m a big mess but no one cares
Nobody laughs at me, or stares.
I slowly roll onto my back,
Look at the sky, the clouds are black.
A rainy day’ll wash me away
Not like I’d ever want to stay.
The drops start falling on my face
They follow my heart’s speeding pace
They fill my eyes, my mouth, my nose,
They wash me down just like a hose,
Now am I clean of all my sins?
But it’s too late, my body spins,
My eyes go blurry, I can’t see.
I’m gone, you can’t catch up to me.