Sunday, November 22, 2009

Starry-Eyed




“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
-Oscar Wilde

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Kissing Kittens





Nothing is so important, so people realizing that should get on with their lives, go mad, take their clothes off, jump in the canal, jump into one of those supermarket trolleys, race around the supermarket, steal Mars bars and kiss kittens.

-Morrissey

Old School Comedy




Professional sweetheart
The awful truth
Bringing up baby
Its love im after

Dear Mario...


Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Mad Girl's Love Song.







"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

PH:Lars Botten
Poem:Sylvia Plath