worm rose

21^stday ofAprilin the year2011

Apparently the ancient demon of sloth likes to be called the demon of Procrastination nowadays. Think I’m possessed.

14^thday ofSeptemberin the year2010

Her kind

have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the…

12^thday ofMarchin the year2010

WISH LIST

wooden bead curtain for kitchen

shirts for summer

lace leggings

very small jars for herbs

~~water proof winter boots~~

red hoodie with white ties

29^thday ofJanuaryin the year2010

fuckyeahtattoos:

My wrist tattoo: “True rebels, like true lovers, are few and far between…”

Story to this: I’m a huge Elliott Smith fan, and he changed my life when I was younger. In his “Lucky Three” video, he featured the “lovejoy columns” in Portland. On one of the columns was a quote by the artist, which is what I had tattooed on me. It explains me a lot. I “rebel” against some things, but normally in a good way, which is where the “lover” part comes in. Like, I don’t judge others, I’m open minded, I don’t fit into certain categories of how I’m supposed to live. I just do what’s right and what makes me and those around me happy. And sadly yes, I do think that’s “rebelling” against the norm. Not many live like that. So it’s a mixture of being a “rebel” and a “lover”, and I feel it represents me really well. Anyways. It was my first tattoo, and I love it, so much.

Submitted by CatastropheOfIntroversion

8^thday ofJanuaryin the year2010

“My kids are starting to notice I’m a little different from the other dads. “Why don’t you have a straight job like everyone else?” they asked me the other day. I told them this story: In the forest, there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. Every day, the straight tree would say to the crooked tree, “Look at me…I’m tall, and I’m straight, and I’m handsome. Look at you…you’re all crooked and bent over. No one wants to look at you.” And they grew up in that forest together. And then one day the loggers came, and they saw the crooked tree and the straight tree, and they said, “Just cut the straight trees and leave the rest.” So the loggers turned all the straight trees into lumber and toothpicks and paper. And the crooked tree is still there, growing stronger and stranger every day.”

— Tom Waits

19^thday ofDecemberin the year2009