28 Apr, 2010
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self
You know what my problem is? My utter disregard for the current happenings. Also, my tendency to keep mum about things I consider to be sacred. Sometimes I wish I am more excited about what’s been going on in the world, that reading papers come naturally to me like reading Sweet Valley does. Everytime I [...]
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28 Apr, 2010
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Bad Photos
A very random trip with 2 awesome beings that revolved all around live acts, cramped hotel space, sleeptalk, crowds, lost lens cover, a lot of walking and taking photos.
Oh, and chocolate everything.
Cue Supergrass. We are young, nice and clean..
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26 Apr, 2010
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings
Your mood is dependent on everything else except yourself. In the morning, it is whether it rains heavily or not at all. The trash bag would be soaked, you complain, slamming the bathroom door, signifying a foul mood. The traffic rages you – these idiots braking, and what the fuck are you waiting for just [...]
23 Apr, 2010
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Misc
I FEEL YOU, KID. Leaving the man you thought you love is definitely hard!
Courtesy of Zero the Great.
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23 Apr, 2010
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings
I have a little secret, and I only indulge in it once in a while.
He parked the car, and I got off, unlocked the doors, went inside to change. But not before I sat on the toilet and cried, my head in my hands. Only for a second though. I thought, well, you know [...]
21 Apr, 2010
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings
Lately I’ve been inhaling, consuming, taking in so many things. I come from many different angles, and I have the biggest curiosity since I was in diapers and reading only feeds the addiction.
Google is the best thing in the world.
So many things sparks me – mentally ill dogs which leads to reading about [...]
20 Apr, 2010
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings
I thought it was spam.
Here I am again, I thought to myself, pallid morning. Unlucky in love. Fucked up the first relationship, and the second boyfriend is an immature jerk. I look at all the guys lining up to buy chocolate milk or cigarettes or gum and I am like, So, what the fuck [...]
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