oldie, but still dope. didn't get my mom anything either...but the weather is so bad, nobody would come over tonight :(
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Monday, March 8, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010

as she was stuffing that pathetic travel cushion in and barely closing the backpack he was getting more and more worked up with rage. why can't we just go? what the heck got into you? dead, blocked, her throat too knotted in, incapable of any reply.
no, actually she remembers a heavy dark moist word like lead climbing inside her body, from the bile up. she couldn't stop it by clenching her teeth, so the word managed to come out clearly: SOULLESS.
next second, shoes were flying out the door and onto the staircase, bags as if by magic already outside the apartment. angry face uttering loud slow-motioned words and pointing.
alright, damn, way to go! bags a bit too heavy, the light outside a bit too bright.
that initial moment of pure bafflement. now what? crossing the bridge into the city, a wet small piece of paper read: WE ARE THE ENGINEERS OF OUR OWN PERCEPTION
Sunday, January 31, 2010
loveless-pennyless
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
hungry for love

As I was crawling up the underground stairs I noticed a new ad which warmed my soul and fantasy. it said: "birthcontrol pills don't make you fat. Food does." all right! so that's what it was...i'll run to the nearest drugstore to get me a handful of them pills for romantic dinners.
Seriously, although i can't see it around me (as everyone is fitter than my present self and that's frustrating) they say that romania is the third in europe at female obesity. Well, this study has been conducted by a nutrition pharmaceuticals producer, thus take it with a glass of water.
However, romanian society is far from that post-materialist western development outlook, and still into the traditional "stuffed and beautiful" idea. (although a fading precept thanks to tabloid media + the 2000s crop of local "stars") What we do here is devour: food, people, cars, buildings, nature, clothes, fashion, drugs, animals, u name it... but art and culture are taken in delicate bites, and often permanent lenting from them is advised.
maybe today they're gonna put up the male-version of this ad "an extra pack of condoms doesn't make you look like pregnant. beer+football on the couch do"
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