<3 Grazie Pollyna. Quando per strada tutti cominciano a guardarti come se fossi pazza perĂ² capisci che essere Lady Gaga non dev'essere un lavoro facile (:
I went to see Wilco playing live in Milan and their show was so inspiring and moving that, eventually, it shaked off all the bad feelings haunting my heart.
I died a little inside, but I came back new.
my Flickr thing
If I were a better writer, I might write things here other than how bad a writer I am. I might express how my days are or how my job hunt is going or how much I loved the pasta I had for lunch, but I am so self aware of my writing, that all I can really articulate with any reasonable sense of clarity, is how conscious I am of the fact that I’m writing something and how weird it must be coming out. I was the person who wrote those letters about the paper I was writing on, how nice then pen was I was writing with and repeatedly apologizing for either my handwriting, or the lengthiness of the letter. This all changed sometime in my teens when I learned of the care package. Finally, I could express myself to you through artifacts: candy, books & magazines, clothing, photographs, weird shit in general, music, etc, etc. I still very much operate on this level. So forgive me if all you get here is weird photos, songs, art/design I like, and the occasional rant. I guess I trained myself to find it easier to communicate through artifacts than to communicate through words.
i tuoi capelli sono MOLTO meglio di quelli di lady gaga.
ReplyDeletecomunque che bella che sei (:
<3 Grazie Pollyna.
ReplyDeleteQuando per strada tutti cominciano a guardarti come se fossi pazza perĂ² capisci che essere Lady Gaga non dev'essere un lavoro facile (:
Ciao, allora la sfilata di Alberta Ferretti com'era? :)
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