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About How I Fell Down 1/7/16
Hello, yes it’s the 7th of january, the new year, the new me, and new love?
Well, perhaps. He’s consumed me since the 3rd and tomorrow night he’s going to have himself a feast of the eyes. I’ll put on my pretty perfume that makes them all fucking crazy and of course the lttle things that make him think he’s snuck a peak. Because I don’t want to give it all quite yet. I’m here to tease. It’s way more fun. But, this time i might need to adapt. He has me under his thumb and im stupidly enamoured. I think he might be my first love. I really do. He has the potential to kill the daisy fresh girl. And its about time.
Today he completely sent chills through me like I’ve never felt before. And among these little sweet nothings he said something that fucked me up.
He said I reminded him of Charlotte Gainsbourg. To me, the most divine french girl there will ever be and he thinks i exceed her. and the he went on to bludgeon me further... but i totally forgot to mention he said, “i cant begin to describe how grea tyou look. everything i say would sound saturated. Just know that i think youre the best girl ive seen”.
Did this make me melt? Duh.
And among it all, what makes it special is that he thinks that highly of me. Among it all he wont shut up about my writing and how beautiful i am and how lucky is to have found me. He told me about how he couldnt believe how he sat and thought about how wild it is that he found me while i slept. And you know what? I fell for it all like a moth to a flame. I can only imagine how he might taste on the corners of my lips. How he smells as he holds me tight into his shoulder.
Kate Moss Special
Photo by Richard Prince.
blue boy 1/3/16
blue boy has came into my life, by choice. i knew he would take my breathe away. I knew it from the moment i saw his picture. I knew it when i sent him that message, and i knew it when he said all the right things. I now have to endure this week until friday when i get to see him face to face, where i know i could either lose myself over hi instantly, or i could just as easily be turned off by something. I think whats scary to me is that hes real. Not some idealized guy inside my head. He is very real. Hes a friend of a friend. A guy in a band. Mr. Funny and Cool. And he is… so, so cool. It almost hurts. And he talks to me like a person. No man ever talks to me like he does. And I think thats whats scary; that he could be my something if all goes right. And, i realize this might seem desperate or a little ridiculous that im lamenting over this, but you have to understand that im a very troubled kid with a lot of issues with how men in this world treat me. And to boot, he is as much in awe of me as I am of him. So… Am i fucked? We shall see.
I also thought I’d note that he looks like a perfect cross between a 1992 clean-shaven kurt cobain and a young Ledger. So of course I don’t deserve him.
blue boy 1/3/16
blue boy has came into my life, by choice. i knew he would take my breathe away. I knew it from the moment i saw his picture. I knew it when i sent him that message, and i knew it when he said all the right things. I now have to endure this week until friday when i get to see him face to face, where i know i could either lose myself over hi instantly, or i could just as easily be turned off by something. I think whats scary to me is that hes real. Not some idealized guy inside my head. He is very real. Hes a friend of a friend. A guy in a band. Mr. Funny and Cool. And he is... so, so cool. It almost hurts. And he talks to me like a person. No man ever talks to me like he does. And I think thats whats scary; that he could be my something if all goes right. And, i realize this might seem desperate or a little ridiculous that im lamenting over this, but you have to understand that im a very troubled kid with a lot of issues with how men in this world treat me. And to boot, he is as much in awe of me as I am of him. So... Am i fucked? We shall see.
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Chloë Sevigny.
Self Service (France) - issue #26, Editorial 7.
Jean Shrimpton by Norman Parkinson (Vogue, 1961)
Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love at their hotel bathroom in Japan, 1992.
Une femme est une femme (1961)