Wednesday, 15 July 2009
Wednesday, 1 July 2009
Im a girl and i like shoes


recently i moved out of my uni halls back home for the summer, and realised that i have way to much of everything so i decided to do a sort out, but this one was probs the hardest. deciding what shoes to keep, store and chuck was a much harder task than i thought, seeing as i had so many centimental attachments to most of my shoes.
so i lined them up and did thing rationally but ruthfully.
GO BRODY GO!
I'm just loving this song again, good old spotify for pointing me in a good 'old' direction again. Brody had to be my favorite female icon when i was growing up, i constantly aspired to her back in the day.
Im not so sure I like all this hype to do with her stealing the styles of her husbands. Okay so she was more pUnk in her teens when she was with Tim Armstrong, but shes older now, gotta expect something new and different.
Laetitia Negre

Sunday, 21 June 2009
loving these lyrics by azure ray
We're the same
We're five years old
Still trying to change this mold
In the open air i'm cold
No purpose no reasons told
And while i'm waiting for something to say
I'm here in vain
I picked up this broken key
I'll love no one and let no one love me
I'll wait for morning before opened eyes
No one's crying not yet realized
And in the meantime i have nothing to say
I'm here in vain
We're five years old
Still trying to change this mold
In the open air i'm cold
No purpose no reasons told
And while i'm waiting for something to say
I'm here in vain
I picked up this broken key
I'll love no one and let no one love me
I'll wait for morning before opened eyes
No one's crying not yet realized
And in the meantime i have nothing to say
I'm here in vain
Friday, 19 June 2009
for everyone who didnt know.
for all those that have never encountered bright eyes, heres the real thing, the actual video for 'first day of my life' by bright eyes.
also this is one idea for a video i admire, loads of different people- couples, familys ect reacting and more importantly REFLECTING to the music, its beautiful.
also watch out for the part with the pregnant woman playing it to her unborn, i wish my mum would have played me that in the womb, i would have come out giggling if that was played to me.
bright eyes- good music on shit adds???
The question still stands, ever since this ad came out i've been umming and areeeing about the moral context of using a bright eyes song on a corprate tv band ad.
I love this song and bright eyes have changed my life, and its not like i dont want the rest of the to hear the joys of conner its just the context its in. i mean its on an advert! for halifax- a bank that i dont even think exists anymore.
i just want to know where my head lies really, im so tied. i suppose its alot better than listening to cheese/pop or some electro tune.
Friday, 12 June 2009
bon iver- skinny love.
I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
Right in the moment this order's tall
I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
In the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different "kind"
I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines
How to be loved.
dream shoes
ever wondered what indian drums were

Yeah me too.
My mate just bought some for her bf, so im going to find some pics of idian drums.
oh i remember now, they are those things from music class at school that you had no idea how to play, but were insanely fun.
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indian drums,
memories,
random,
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FAUX/real jewlry
My Photos Photo Gallery - Photo 7 of 23 by FAUX/real - MySpace Photos
i want this neacklace, its beautiful and weird
i want this neacklace, its beautiful and weird
Walking On The Moors Thinking About How I Didn't Meet You Yesterday
To myself,
sometimes its hard to seperate head from heart and with situations arising, thta seems all the more currennt ona recent scale , this grows harder and harder. I would have liked to start this not to self with a direct veiw but that conflicts me with the reasoning of self doubt has broughy me to scroll feelings on a paper. in such light i shall write untill it becomes apparent that this is causing less anxiety than nessercary.
through the train of events that has found me at this station of life, things have appeared to be turned. the sad this is it is everything you have asked for. the questions have now arisin. is this really what i wanted? or needed?
what does this make of you?
does this conflict any moral ground in which you stood?
head and heart truely at war.
the raw truth is, it is something i have asked and wished for, for a long time but its not that the chance has not arision before. i want to know why i caved this time and for this person. i think spontinuity, apart from anebration, was a very crutial factor. the spur of the moment agreement made for and exciting ride, and hence backed my reasonings for the word yes.
but should my morals be broken because of chemicals and adrenilin.
I think now it is fair to say i am making up for all the missed thinking.
I think this is where all my inspirations drives from, my mistakes, its the only truth i have.
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