listening to this on repeat in hamburg. in a room with just a rug with a mattress on top. and big ass speakers. 

this is not a hug. it is something else. in my case totally unattainable. but i like his jacket.

this is not a hug. it is something else. in my case totally unattainable. but i like his jacket.

(via nyu-tah)

this joker. i think its the only photo i have of mum and uncle junior. the only two out of nine to be born and brought up for a time in jamaica. my mum appalling skills at using my camera phone to take a photo. i sorta like the blurredness. uncle junior looking grumpy and cool. with his hood up for no reason other than i was taking a photo. hes coming over for easter din so ill give him a huge hug very soon.


Kiss by the window, Edvard Mulch, 1892

Love me tender,love me sweet,never let me go.

Kiss by the window, Edvard Mulch, 1892

Love me tender,
love me sweet,
never let me go.

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Nan Goldin, Skinheads - Warren and Jerry - fighting, London, 1978

revision is a solitary business. of course. i have to keep drifting into elles room to steal a hug. not out of sadness. or even loneliness. shakespeares pretty good company this week. but i guess a hangover feeling from year abroad. about touching people. and being touched. philippe gave me an unexpected hug yesterday morning which was unexpected. so here are some photos of embraces. 

Nan Goldin, Skinheads - Warren and Jerry - fighting, London, 1978

revision is a solitary business. of course. i have to keep drifting into elles room to steal a hug. not out of sadness. or even loneliness. shakespeares pretty good company this week. but i guess a hangover feeling from year abroad. about touching people. and being touched. philippe gave me an unexpected hug yesterday morning which was unexpected. so here are some photos of embraces. 

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violentwavesofemotion:

Amy Winehouse - Me And Mr Jones (Live At AOL Winter Warmer)

Mr Destiny 9 and 14 
Nobody stands in between me and my man 
'Cause it's Me and Mr Jo
nes (Me and Mr Jones)

musical interlude. somewhere between starving and lazy. so ill potter around my room just a little longer, putting off lunch, singing along to this, thinking about titus adronicus, or not. 

jagaimocchi:

Very stylish cafe in Hakodate. I hope I have their business card somewhere. It would be nice to go back someday.

i had a dream last night. that i got a job or maybe an internship that sent me to japan for a week. the last week of your year abroad. and i was over the flipping moon. 

jagaimocchi:

Very stylish cafe in Hakodate. I hope I have their business card somewhere. It would be nice to go back someday.

i had a dream last night. that i got a job or maybe an internship that sent me to japan for a week. the last week of your year abroad. and i was over the flipping moon. 

theparisreview:

How I Would Paint Happiness
Something sudden, a windfall,a meteor shower. No—a flowering tree releasingall its blossoms at once,and the one standing beneath itunexpectedly robed in bloom,transformed into a strangertoo beautiful to touch.
—Lisel Mueller, from “Imaginary Paintings.”Art: Guido Cadorin.

theparisreview:

How I Would Paint Happiness

Something sudden, a windfall,
a meteor shower. No—
a flowering tree releasing
all its blossoms at once,
and the one standing beneath it
unexpectedly robed in bloom,
transformed into a stranger
too beautiful to touch.

Lisel Mueller, from “Imaginary Paintings.”
Art: Guido Cadorin.

lemonade

look, the sun is setting

the moon is rising

the stars are getting ready to glimmer

ive just had a bath

ive just had a shave

ive rubbed on my favourite scent

ive washed down a pie and chips with a lemonade

and darling im waiting for you.

the stars are out

i hear your feet on the mat

hello dear, its dark outside

the moons in the sky 

would you like a glass of lemonade

how about a walk? ill show you the stars

ill kiss you in the dark.

lisa-bonet:

eishastylez:

Evolution on Lisa Bonet style

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