Sunday, December 25, 2005

wallflowers by cynthia yip

Saturday, December 17, 2005

christmas couch at Tammy's

Monday, December 05, 2005

December and Me

So then it's December. This leaves me uncertain as to how 2005 passed me by with the utmost stealth and the lightest footsteps. December shocked me into a small stroke this afternoon, when i peered over to the calendar for cashout verification.


So i remedied the distressing convulsion with the calm of a cigarette in the bitter cold. And the blowing snow shared the cigarette with me, draining the luscious flavour of the imported Japanese Marlboro just as urgently as i was able to manage.

And then i said to December, "Maybe this is a bad idea. i think i need to rehabilitate myself."

And to reply, a cold and painful gust of wind into my face, snow whipping at my cheeks and into my lungs.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Le Coup Pour L'Amour

Dark warm quarters that house just me and my lover in a corner. We laugh and drink bottles of water to Moon Safari and kiss over the candle. People wander and laugh around us with their food and drink. And i kiss him again, this time on the forehead.

Sexy Boy...

Apollon deux mille zéro défaut vingt et un an

C'est l'homme ideal charme au masculin

- Air, Sexy Boy