30.10.08

...

When someone you love dies, and you’re not expecting it, you don’t lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there’s a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feelings that she’s gone, forever—there comes another day, and another specifically missing part.

John Irving, A Prayer For Owen Meany

THOUGHT OF THE DAY

Men are like fine wine. They start out as grapes, and it’s up to the women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.


by Dave Barry from "16 things it got me 50 years to learn"

IF YOU'RE STUCK ON A PLANE WITH AN ANNOYING GUY SITTING NEXT TO YOU

1. Quietly and calmly open up your laptop case.

2. Remove your laptop.

3. Start it up.

4. Make sure the fellow traveller who is annoying you can see the screen.

5. Close your eyes and tilt your head up to the sky and move your lips like you are praying.

6. Then click here.


unicornology

29.10.08

Y ELLA ESTA DE ACUERDO CON LO QUE DIJE;


"I live for freedom & freedom is a lie."

I USED TO KNOW THIS ARTIST

Hoy, en medio de uno desos momentos del dia en el cual estoy en un estado elevado buscaba algo para escuchar y asi distanciar mi mente de varias cosas en las cuales no quiero perder el tiempo pensando pero aun estan ahi como fantasmitas celebrando halloween, pero eso no viene al caso, la cosa es que me dio con escuchar y recordar a Shakira. No la rubia esa que sale por MTV con Beyonce shakin' tah booty, (aunque si use una foto de ella rubia, pero es que esta estaba suber chillin' ya que queria usar una en la cual se viera reciente pero a la vez estuviera con su esencia natural y gracia de mujer latina al cual llegue a respetar). Me refiero a la Shakira en la caratula del primer CD con el cual me afane. Mi hermano no se recuerda pero alguien le habia prestado "Pies Descalzos" y yo de chiquita se lo robe par de veces para escucharlo en mi cuarto y bailar frente al espejo cantando. Luego de eso, el se compro "Donde estan los ladrones?" y ese, ni se diga, me quede yo con el cuando se mudo de casa. La Shakira en la caratula de uno de los mas importantes e especiales regalos que mi papa me dio en su vida, "Laundry Service". Esa Shakira. Recorde hoy cuanto la extraño, tan buen artista. Si alguien me ha inspirado en la vida a cantar, ha sido ella. No la Shakira por MTV, no, esa no. Esa nunca jamas. Recuerdo que ella solia llorar cuando cantaba en vivo, siempre una gota gorda le caia por la mejilla. Era mi artista favorita. Ahora esta muy ocupada manteniendo a los gringos contentos.

25.10.08

24.10.08

MY 19th BIRTHDAY PARTY OUTFIT


Alice In Wonderland Birthday Party Outfit by kidV

or what I wish will be.
the theme of the party is pretty clear, eh.

I'm considering getting a tattoo as well to commemorate the occasion. A white rabbit of course.

23.10.08

LOS PECADORES

NOTE TO SELF

A TOUCH OF CLASS


Edie Sedgwick by kidV

it's funny, how everyone thinks she's so hot (including myself) & on the Ciao! Manhattan she talks about how she started wearing the black thighs because she thought it would make her look unattractive. Poor Edie.

20.10.08

NUMBERS

I found this book today while hanging with Lo waiting for her cellphone to charge from the plug on a corner of the whatever section at Borders... it pretty much blew me away & I'm pretty convinced of picking it up from the shelf and bringing it home. I wrote down some quotes from it, just to prove my point;

For "is" and "is-not" tough with rule and line
and "up-and-down" by logic I define,
of all that one should care to fathom, I
was never deep in anything but---wine.
ah, but my computations, people say,
reduced the year to better reckoning?---'Nay,
'Twas only striking from the calendar
Unborn to-morrow and dead yesterday.












God created the integers, the rest is the work of man.












It is told that those who first brought out the irrationals from concealment into the open perished in shipwreck, to a man. For the unutterable and the formless must needs be concealed. And those who uncovered and touched this image of life were instantly destroyed and shall remain forever exposed to the play of the eternal waves.












What in the Cosmos thou seest is but the reflection of God.












What is beautiful and definite and the object of knowledge is by nature prior to the indefinite and the incomprehensible and the ugly.

19.10.08

ARE YOU HUMAN?

Little girls, this seems to say,
Never stop upon your way.
Never trust a stranger-friend;
No one knows how it will end.
As you’re pretty, so be wise;
Wolves may lurk in every guise.
Now, as then, ‘tis simple truth—
Sweetest tongue has sharpest tooth!

Perrault

BRITNEY'S BACK



bitches.

DEMENTIA


We know a scent too much. We know a taste to much. We've gotten to know a feeling so much, that it makes us want to stay there... just makes you want to... stay gone. You flirt with it, get to touch it, & have it touch you in inaproppriate ways, just the way it should. You feel violated but know you give it your all. And you're always on the lookout for the chance to get back in touch with it.

EVERYONE SMOKES

At least once in their life.

RAYMOND


genius!!!!

TOY WATCHES

Said to be the new Rayban wayferer.

18.10.08

FOR THE LOVE OF PANDAS











This is the work of "Innocent Girl" a very special artist I have recently found on myspace, needless to say, it's captured my heart.

WE ALL HAVE OUR LITTLE WORLD




This guy actually builds his.
"Oh, if I were only an inch tall, I'd live in my sculptures and all would be bliss"

Imagine that...

www.kuksi.com

BANSKY EXHIBITION IN NYC

I can't afford to NY!!! This is my second post on Bansky, seems he's making his way up to my favorites. The exhibition will take place in Manhattan & will be open through Halloween, it'll be comfy for all those who don't enjoy crowded places since the place it will be held at can't fit more than twenty people inside (awesome). New, different, work will be presented at the exhibition & absolutely no graffiti allowed on this one. But I mean, come on, the use of animatronics already got me convinced that Bansky kicks ass in more medias than one.

15.10.08

LOLA'S DAD IS HARDCORE


"dad said after he did acid he realized that you can't even trust your eyes in life because they can play tricks on you at any moment."

HALLOWEEN IS COMING!


Gasius

MISSING PEOPLE IS SUCH A BAD THING!

you're having the time of your life
i try not to be selfish...

11.10.08

HYBRID

Here I begin to fail the steps of a battle without sense
I've nearly began to understand as I grown my way
There is no light out of all the places
There is no sign of our help
There is no time and a chance of relations
What if I choose to live? Living in a dangerous womb
Its like falling every moment every stage
Living in my own little world
Outcoming every sequence of this dream
How did this begin and turned in such inhumanity?
I'm hoping for myself to escape the insanity, I'm open
What if I choose to live and what if I killed you, Inhumanity
There is no light out of all the places
There is no sign of our help
There is no time and a chance of relations What if I choose you
How did this begin and turned in such inhumanity?
I'm hoping for myself to escape the insanity, I'm open
What if I choose to live and what if I killed you Inhumanity

Elsiane

9.10.08

BLAME

And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there would always be someone to blame.


And God for not stopping all this and things that are much worse. And I did do that for a while, but then I just couldn’t anymore. Because it wasn’t going anywhere. Because it wasn’t the point.

The Perks of Being a Wallflower

8.10.08

SUPER MARIO STACH'


I'd love to see Mario style that mustache of his. It's time for a change.

ANTOLOGIA





viejiiiiiiiiiiisima la cancion pero me la he pasado escuchando tanto ultimamente que me he convertido en la Top Listener de Last.fm. Wao.

HOGAR


el sol candente de la mañana
hace su estancia frente la puerta de mi balcon
muy cerquita a Dios
y asi todos sus rayos me visitan
reflejando todo el polvo y todo el sucio
de el lugar al cual me gustaria llamarle
hogar

7.10.08

EVERYBODY DANCE



jump jump jump
laugh ha ha ha
HUGGY PARTY
kiss kiss kiss
dance dance dance
laugh ha ha ha
HUGGY PARTY
kiss kiss kiss

yayy!!! friendswithyou

5.10.08

LITERATURE> PROSE> NON-FICTION> BIOGRAPHIES

You tasted so good at first, and this is all so tragic and means to an after-school special. The way you first came on, and the way you crept into my life unannounced and like a bad habit, only to make my throat dry and my teeth ache. This is kind of what you were like.
You made me real, and, supposedly, this is what I wanted. This is what we all think we want, at first, us junkies. We're a dime a dozen, and I'm sure we all sound the same. Same lame look in our eyes as we look into a broken sky, same disdain as we step on a cigarette butt on the sidewalk carelessly. We just look like that.
You made me feel like I was the only thing in the world. One solitary object that just shined, and shined, and shined, and burst through with prominent radiation--threatening to all but you. You were alway the strong one. Weren't you?
It hurt going down always, though. The way the back of my throat would sting with such blissfull numbness each time I kissed you ever though I knew your high was soon to fade. You left blisters, I'm sure. Blisters on my cracked lips that were thin with dehydration and longing. How I did not realize at the time, that you were killing me.
You were like cocaine.
You were so sweet, and you were the only thing that mattered. The cars I would have gotten into just to see you--the dicks I would have sucked to have you. The soul I would have sold to have you in me.
It was like New Years all the time. It was like champagne--never enough to go around. Like I was keeping the bottle under my arm, though, and sharing it with no one. That's kind of what you were like. God, how I hated you in the morning.

I'd wake up and curse you, yet as soon as the sun set would go out into these streets pining for your company. Even though I knew in my head the damage that was being incured, I still sought it. Am I such a fool?
Oh, the way you'd bring the dullest night into a burning jumble of extacy and self-confidence. How you'd make everything all fade away... even myself.
Fuck I loved you.
God damn I loved how hard you destroyed my brain and made my senses numb with little spazams of fake delight. Yeah--delight it a good way to explain it. You truly were my earthly delight.

Now we sit on your couch and watch movies months later.
You don't say a word, and neither do I. What could we possibly have to say? I'm numb, you're numb, and we're lost in an oh-so-familiar cloud of marijuana. We watch Road House and you kind of think Patrick Suaze is hot. I curse you under my breath, and I rub at my nose.
The high is gone.
What do I have left? Half a septum and less than a fraction of my former soul. For this I blame you, although I'll never say it to your face. This is all your fault. You are the reason why D.A.R.E. exists.
You are the reason why kids should not expand their minds.
You killed the high.

You used to be my cocaine, now you're only a coffin, that will never contain me.

4.10.08

FRIEND

You left me your little bag of shit
I'm giving it back to you
There's no way I'll cover up
Not this one time
Ever again

THE HURRICANE CHILDREN





3.10.08

LIGHTS




LADY AIKO


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