nlex
[05XI09]
shadow upon shadow
dark upon dark
black upon black

paniman
[23X09]
angry that i’ve been away for so long, love?
white-lipped and frothing at the mouth, you come at me, ready to devour
urgent fingers creep, claw, and grab at my ankles
don’t be timid: cling and suck me in. take me away.

Quote:

If you really want to know why the financial system nearly collapsed in the fall of 2008, I can tell you in one simple sentence.End quote.

Op-Ed Contributor - Wall Street Smarts - NYTimes.com (go on and click, the sentence is waiting for you)

» Fever Ray

the image below reminded me of her music — a weirder, more menacing lamb.

click to watch the music video “It’s Okay” by Land of Talk and read how it was made. (via @luis-k)
thought: somewhat unrelated to this eerily dolorous vid, but… it must have been a  piss to maintain hair that long. i wonder how much shampoo she used.

click to watch the music video “It’s Okay” by Land of Talk and read how it was made. (via @luis-k)

thought: somewhat unrelated to this eerily dolorous vid, but… it must have been a  piss to maintain hair that long. i wonder how much shampoo she used.

“In either the masculine or the feminine—doesn’t matter, you choose—this is olfactory genius. Rich, smooth as silk, strange as 3am, spices from nowhere you’ve been. Sublime.” - Chandler Burr
(click on the androgynous and intriguing bottle of Comme des Garcons 2 to read more of Mr. Burr’s perfume poetry titled “Dude, You’re So… Citrusy!)
thought: i do like reading about scents. how else would i have found out that my old deodorant made me smell “dynamic and invigorating”?
also, wouldn’t you want a perfume made from the “smoke from a thousand campfires, [a] worn leather saddle, [and] sage brush,” as mr. burr so eloquently put it?

“In either the masculine or the feminine—doesn’t matter, you choose—this is olfactory genius. Rich, smooth as silk, strange as 3am, spices from nowhere you’ve been. Sublime.” - Chandler Burr

(click on the androgynous and intriguing bottle of Comme des Garcons 2 to read more of Mr. Burr’s perfume poetry titled “Dude, You’re So… Citrusy!)

thought: i do like reading about scents. how else would i have found out that my old deodorant made me smell “dynamic and invigorating”?

also, wouldn’t you want a perfume made from the “smoke from a thousand campfires, [a] worn leather saddle, [and] sage brush,” as mr. burr so eloquently put it?