Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
america
i want it to be 95 + degrees,ultra humid and be naked or covered in dirt on a beach or in a forest when i watch these. high 5 Ryan McGinley and the Walt Whitman poem...epic
current obsession
basing my style on claire danes aka Angela Chase
Angela: [narrating] I couldn't stop thinking about it. The, like, fact that - that people - had sex. That they just *had* it, like sex was this thing people - *had*, like a rash. Or a - a Rottweiler. Everything started to seem like, pornographic or something. Like, Mrs. Krysanowski has sex. So does Mr. Katimsky. They both have sex. They could - have sex together. Like right now.
[groans]
Angela: I am, like, the *sickest* person.
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