let me spin, darling.

et peut-être ces mots peuvent aller tacite.

Friday, June 15, 2012

FRIDAY JUNE 15, 2012: fuck it. fuck it all.

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I N V I T A T I O N .

If you're a dreamer,
come in.
If you're a dreamer, a wisher,
A liar, a hope-er, a pray-er,
A magic bean buyer - - -
If you're a pretender,
Come sit by my fire,
For
we
have
some
flax-golden
tales
to
S P I N .
C o m e in !
C o m e in !

And I'll gamble away
my fright,

and I'll gamble away
my time,
and in a year,
a year or so,

this will slip into the sea.

We are as forlorn as children lost in the woods.

mes yeux sont les vôtres.

MOTH IN A CLOUD OF SMOKE.
HAVE A HEART.
YOU READY?
THE UNIVERSAL SIGH.
Pas un autre - -
RADIO-tête!
N M E.
More musique, sil vous plait.
N Y L O N .
Mon secret crush.
Moco Loco.
my tube is your tube.
I ♥ boy. Do you?
look here, m'dear.
let me take you for a SPIN.
I ♥ it.
(U) already kn(O)w.
go figure.
DEDRABBIT.
el futuro
LIE TO ME, LOVE.

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"You wake in me, darling

We are nearer than we know

Love has another/ place of its own

Nearer to you than hill or city

Nearer than your own mirror.

Without need and without name

The spark without identity.

When I fly free of memory

You should not yearn for my return

Or try to see where I might be.

I'm there, unknown;

I'm nothing shown.

Without a face,

Without a name,

Without renown or any fame.

I am a strange enchanted bird;

God formed me--Love,

By His own word."

- T h o m a s M e r t o n .

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MSAZgreen.: I'm a simple girl with a keen sense for complex things. I'm witty, sarcastic, and awfully kind. I'm utterly obsessed with vintage eras, vinyl records, words, clothes, culture, and RADIOHEAD. I'm enthralled by cinematic works, as well as photographic and written-form expressions. Coffee and tea are my drinks. I'm currently on this college-gal-meets-world sort of journey, and this blog is my lazy form of renouncing such thoughts at night. You're more than welcome to glimpse into my mind.

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